Awake, fond heart, to life again,
For why should sorrow ever
Enshroud the past with endless pain,
Cause bitter tears to flow in vain
For those passed o’er the river?
The dead are gone—they ne’er return,
Life’s troubles here are ended;
And though to see them back we yearn,
Christ’s teachings lead us to discern
’Tis not what God intended.