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Soft and low, the mourners' sighs we hear,
from sorrow's fount will flow the falling tears,
sad and sore, the soul by grief oppress'd,
when parting has broken the ties that love had blest.
Soft, sad, sore, when parting has broken the ties that love had blest.
Yet that love in brighter realms shall bloom to charm
the life beyond the tomb:
light and joy shall flood the raptured soul
more and more while endless ages roll.
Yet that love in brighter realms shall bloom,
to charm anew life beyond the tomb:
light and joy shall flood the raptured soul
more and more while endless ages roll.
