We…are compassed about with [a] great a cloud of witnesses.@Hebrews 12:1
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James T. Fields (1817–1881)

James T. Fields (1817–1881).

Ed­in­burgh Mo­dern Harp, be­fore 1884 (🔊 pdf nwc). Note: Though this tune was pub­lished for these words, the me­ter does is not an ex­act fit; some words may have to be sung as two short notes ra­ther than a sin­gle lon­ger note.

Forget not the dead, who have loved, who have left us,
Who bend o’er us now from their bright homes above;
But believe, never doubt, that the God who bereft us
Permits them to mingle with friends they still love.

Repeat their fond words, all their noble deeds cherish;
Speak pleasantly of them who left us in tears:
Other joys may be lost, but their names should not perish,
While time bears our feet through the valley of tears.