Dust unto dust,
To this all must;
The tenant hath resign'd
The faded form To waste and worm
Corruption claims her kind.
Through paths unknown
Thy soul hath flown,
To seek the realms of woe,
Where fiery pain
Shall purge the stain
Of actions done below.
In that sad place,
By Mary's grace,
Brief may thy dwelling be
Till prayers and alms,
And holy psalms,
Shall set the captive free.
Funeral Hymn
Walter Scott (sir)
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Poem topics: pain, sad, soul, place, unknown, holy, corruption, waste, dust, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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