E’en for the dead I will not bind my soul to grief;
Death cannot long divide.
For is it not as though the rose that climbed my garden wall
Has blossomed on the other side?
Death does hide,
But not divide;
You are but on Christ’s other side!
You are with Christ, and Christ with me;
In Christ united still are we.
Streams in the Desert, December 3
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