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Rest In Heaven

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When tossed on time's tempestuous tide,         By angry storms resistless driven,     One hope can bid our fears subside -         It is the hope of rest in Heaven.     With trusting heart we lift our eyes         Above the dark clouds, tempest-driven,     And view, beyond those troubled skies,         The peaceful, stormless rest of Heaven.     No more to shed the exile's tears, -         No more the heart by anguish riven, -     No longer bent 'neath toilful years, -         How sweet will be the rest of Heaven

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This evocative piece by Pamela S. Vining, (J. C. Yule), titled "Rest In Heaven", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...

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