Now hush your cries and shed no tear

1 Now hush your cries and shed no tear,
On such death none should look with fear;
He died a faithful Christian man,
And with his death true life began.

2 Coffin and grave we deck with care,
His body reverently bear,
It is not dead, but rests in God,
And softly sleeps beneath the sod.

3 It seems as all were over now,--
The heavy limbs, the soulless brow,--
Yet through these rigid limbs once more
A nobler life, ere long, shall pour.

4 These bones, now dead, again shall feel
New warmth and vigor through them steal,
And reunited they shall soar
On high to live for evermore.

5 This body, lying stiff and stark,
Shall soon rise upward from the dark,
And swiftly mount up through the skies,
E'en as the spirit heavenward flies,

6 The buried grain of wheat must die,
Withered and worthless long must lie,
Yet springs to light all sweet and fair,
And proper fruits shall rightly bear.

7 E'en so this body, made of dust,
To earth we once again entrust,
Where it shall slumber free from pain,
Till from the dead it rise again.

8 God breathed into this house of clay
The spirit that hath passed away;
The righteous mind, the noble heart,
The living faith did Christ impart.

9 Now earth has hid it from our eyes,
Till God shall bid it wake and rise,
Who ne'er the creature will forget,
On whom His image He hath set.