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On the death of Mrs. Elizabeth Scott.

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Ransom’d spirit, spread thy wings,

Leave thy broken house of clay;

Soar from earth and earthly things,

To the realms of endless day.

Weary pilgrim, take thy rest,

Thine has been a tiresome road;

Aching head and tortur’d breast,

Added to thy galling load.

Patient sufferer, dry thy tears,

All thy sorrows now are o’er;

Foes without, or inward fears,

Never can afflict thee more.

Faithful soldier of the cross,

All thy conflicts now are done;

Earthly triumphs are but loss,

Thine is an immortal one.

Palms of vict’ry thou shall bear,

And a crown of fadeless light

Will be given thee to wear,

And a robe of spotless white.

Thou shalt join the countless throng,

Which, through tribulation, came:

And repeat the angels’ song—

“Worthy! worthy is His name

Who hath conquered death and hell;

Captive led captivity;

Always doing, all things well;

Giving us the victory!”

The Poets and Poetry of Cecil County, Maryland

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