1. Dear Is the Spot Where Christians Sleep And sweet the strains their spirits pour; O, why should we in anguish weep? They are not lost, but gone before. 2. Secure from every mortal care, By sin and sorrow vexed no more, Eternal happiness they share, Who are not lost, but gone before. 3. To Zion's peaceful courts above, In faith triumphant may we soar, Embracing in the arms of love The friends not lost, but gone before. 4. To Jordan's bank, whene'er we come, And hear the swelling waters roar, Jesus, convey us safely home, To friends not lost, but gone before.
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