Poem★★★★
Oh! Shed not a tear o’er the spot where I sleep;
For the living and not the dead ye may weep;
Why mourn for the weary who sweetly repose,
Free in the grave from life’s burden of woes?
I long now to rest in the lone, quiet tomb;
For the footsteps of Jesus have lightened its gloom.
I die in the hope of soon meeting again
The friends that I love, with Him ever to reign.
The point
Annie Smith's final poem expresses confidence in death's rest and joy at reuniting with Jesus and loved ones in eternity.
Scripture
1 Corinthians 13:12
Audience
Adults
Tone
Comforting · Tender
To tell aloud
under a minute · 83 words
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