I shall seeThe hour of death draw near to me,Hope, blossoming within my heart. . . .
William C. BryantChrist taught an astonishing thing about physical death: not merely that it is an experience robbed of its terror but that as an experience it does not exist at all. To "sleep in Christ," like one that wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
William C. BryantRemorse is virtue's root; its fair increase is fruits of innocence and blessedness.
William C. BryantSustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
William C. Bryant