I was strolling one
day in a lonely graveyard
When a voice from the tombs seemed to say,
I once lived as you lived,
walked and talked as you talked,
But from earth I was soon called away.
Oh, those tombs, lonely tombs,
Seemed to say in a low, gentle tone,
Oh, sweet is the rest
In our beautiful heavenly home
Every voice from the tomb
Seemed to whisper and say,
You must soon follow me
And I thought as I looked
On them cold marble slabs
What a dark, place
That must be
Oh, those two ladies
Lonely, two ladies
Seem to say in a low, gentle tone
Oh, sweet, how sweet is the regalest in our
beautiful heavenly home.
Then I came to the place where my mother was laid,
and in silence I stood by her tomb.
Then her voice seemed to say,
in a low gentle tone,
And I am safe with my
Saviour at home.
All those tunes, lonely tunes,
Seem to say in a low gentle tone,
Oh, how sweet is the rest
In our beautiful heavenly home.
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