GONE.
John Greenleaf Whittier. Theodore Stein.
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Andante.
1. An - oth - er hand is beck'ning us, An - oth - er call is given;
2. As pure and sweet, her fair brow seem'd E - tern - al as the sky;
3. And half we deem'd she needed not The changing of her sphere,
4. There seems a shad-ow on the day, Her smile no long - er cheers;
5. A - lone un-to our Father's will One thought hath recon - ciled;
And glows once more with An - gel-steps The path which reaches Heaven.
And like the brook's low song, her voice, — A sound which could not die.
To give to heav'n a Shin- ing One, Who walked an An - gel here.
A dim - ness on the stars of night. Like eyes that look thro' tears.
That He whose love ex - ceed- eth ours Hath ta - ken home his child.