The New Zealand Evangelist
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To the affectionate memory of Mrs. Turton, the beloved wife of the Rev. H. H. Turton, of New Plymouth; who died in the Lord, October 21, 1849.
Our Sister has taken her flight,
Escaped to the mansions above;
Fled upward from darkness to light,
Call'd home to repose in his love.
Her trials are all at an end,
Her suff'rings have all past away;
She is gone to the bright happy land;
The night is exchanged for the day.
With sorrowful hearts her lov'd friends,
Consign'd her remains to the dust;
But Jesus has all in his hands,
Because she had made him her trust.
Her spirit is happy and free,
Her pleasures above are untold,
No longer a prisoner like me—
The grave those remains cannot hold
Let not the bereav'd sit in gloom,
Faith points to a happier land;
Far, far from the power of the tomb,
She sings with the glorified band.
The Lord call'd her home to the sky;—
She gladly ascended before;
Why weep since she never can die?
She is blest and shall reign evermore!