—In mercy ’twas decreed,—
One moment here, the next she trod
The viewless mansion of her God.
9. Now then at length she is at rest,
And, after many a woe,
Rejoices in that Saviour blest,
Who was her hope below;
Kept till the day when he shall own
His saints before His Father’s throne.
10. So it is left for us to prove