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A Package of Old Letters |
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4. And if you should see him, Whom I never more shall see, Tell him what a sweetest solace Those dear letters were to me.
5. Tell him, sister, when he came not, As he promised me he would, That my trust in him was perfect And it still remains unmoved.
6. When Fm dead and in my coffin, And my shroud is round me wound, And my narrow bed is ready,
In that pleasant church-yard ground,
7. Place the letters and the locket Both together on my heart; And the little ring he gave me, Never from my finger part.
8.1 am ready now, my sister; You may read them o'er again; While I listen to you read them, I will lose all sense of pain.
9. While I listen to you read them, I shall gently fall asleep, Fall asleep to wake in Jesus. Dearest sister, do not weep. |
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This is another version from Miss Mary E. King, which she obtained from Ashley Stennett, of Gatlinburg, Tennessee. It has three more stanzas than B and has some slight but interesting variations in some of the other stanzas.
1. In a litde rosewood casket That is resting on my stand, There's a package of old letters Written by a cherished hand. |
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