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Oh, Lovely Appearance of Death (George Whitefield) Oh, lovely appearance of death, What sight upon earth is so fair? Not all the gay pageants that breathe Can with a dead body compare. In solemn delight I survey A corpse when the spirit is fled In love with the beautiful clay, And longing to lie in its stead. Its languishing pain is at rest, Its aching and aching are o'er; The quiet immovable breast Is pained by affliction no more. The heart it no longer receives Of trouble and torturing pain; It ceases to flutter and beat, It never shall flutter again. From Our Singing Country, Lomax Note: Written ten years before the Reverend George Whitfield's death, to be sung at his own funeral. Recorded by Hally Wood RG
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