Grieve not, dear brothers, Mary is not lost,
She has only gone to a better home,
Where bliss eternal is had without cost,
There she will patiently wait till you come.
Cherish her memory, think of her kindly,
Follow her good ways in actions and talk,
Let her light guide you, wander not blindly,
O walk the same path that Mary did walk.
Grieve not, loving friends, Heaven is brighter
Richer and sweeter since Mary is there,
Let the tears you shed make your hearts lighter,
For Mary’s sweet voice will plead for your care.
Grieve not for Mary, her sorrows are past,
She trod the bright path of truth and honor,
No life e’er so sweet forever can last,
Tho decked with the crown love placed upon her.
Gloomy this sad world now seems without her,
Wretched and lonely to hearts in distress,
Cut down in spring-time, life all about her,
Deep is the sorrow we cannot express.
Loving and truthful, pleasant and cheerful,
Pride of her father, charm of her mother,
Delight of her friends, spirits so youthful,
Heart always open unto each brother.
Gentle as ev’ning, bright as the morning,
Sweet as the flowers that shine by her side,
She will bloom again at the great dawning,
When Heaven’s broad gates are opened out wide.
Take her loving soul, kind God, to Heaven,
Surround her with joys as sweet as can be,
Return her ten fold the love she has given,
Welcome, kind Savior, dear Mary to Thee.