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The East

By Rob Morris

Yes, in yon world of perfect light,
The fettered soul is now released
No higher, farther wings its flight,
Brought to the glories of the East.

There is the long-sought boon divine,
'Tis worthy of the painful quest
When evening shades of life decline,
The day is dawning in the East.

Who feels this truth in fervent heart,
May know his last hours are his best
How joyful from the West to part,
When calls the Master from the East.

Join hearts and hands in union dear,
Jesus has sanctified the test
Life's chain is only broken here
To join forever in the East.

Mourners, your tears with gladness blend!
Joy, Brothers, joy, our faith's confessed!
The grave will yield our parted friend,
When we with him approach the East.
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