The Good Die Not

The good die not; they but undress
And lay them down to sleep;
They wake anon in blessedness,
Ev'n whilst for them we weep;
Let Faith ascend within the vail,
Nor as disconsolate still wail.

The good die not; He went before,
A mansion to prepare;
And if we only could thus soar,
We should not shed a tear;
Laying aside their chrysalis,
Bless'd are they in that Day of His.

The good die not; but disappear
For the Lord's " little while ";
Let us now watch; the day draws near,
Shall close the brief exile;
In hope and patience let us wait;
boon will unclose the Golden Gate.

The good die not; an ampler life
Is theirs where they have gone
No more of sin, or grief, or strife.
Can vex His haven'd one;
" Life more abundant " their reward;
Not lying dead 'neath daisied sward.

The good die not; they but undress
And lay them down to sleep;
They wake anon in blessedness,
Ev'n whilst for them we weep;
I et Faith ascend within the vail,
Nor as disconsolate still wail.