IN MEMORIAM[[4]]
Farewell, dear Willie, darling one—
Thy will, O Lord, Thy will be done;
’Tis Jesus calls thee to thy rest,
To live with Him among the blest.
While in the grave we lay him low,
The tears of grief unbidden flow;
Though sobbing hearts with grief may swell,
Our Father doeth all things well.
Though ’neath the ground we lay him low,