Despair Not, O Heart

1. De- spair not, O heart, in thy sor- row, But hope from God's pro- mis- es bor- row Be- ware in thy sor- row, of sin- ning For death is of life the be- ginn- ing.

2. The bo- dy is shroud- ed in mourn- ing; The gar- lands, the cas- ket a- dorn- ing, Are em- blems of hope that be- to- ken, O Death, that thy pow- er is bro- ken.

3. A dear- ly be- lov'd one hath left us; God hath in His Wis- dom be- reft us; But He will not leave us for- sa- ken,- We know that the dead shall a- wak- en.

4. When dawn- eth the glor- i- ous mor- row, This bo- dy that we view with sor- row, A glor- if- ied form shall be giv- en, Re- stored to its spi- rit in hea- ven.

5. The seed that in spring- time is plant- ed, Is hid in the ground, but if grant- ed A meas- ure of sun- shine and show- ers, Will spring in- to fruit- age and flow- ers;