Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
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And am I born to die?

My grandfather's funeral is today--a man I never really got to know, thanks to physical distance and the personality of his second wife. My memories of him are almost entirely secondhand, from my father's stories of his childhood. I wish I'd had a chance to meet that version of him, the farmer who loved his land, loved teaching others about the ways of it, the happy family man--but he was gone before I was even born.

And am I born to die?
To lay this body down?
And as my trembling spirits fly
Into a world unknown

A land of deeper shade
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary region of the dead
Where all things are forgot

Soon as from earth I go
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my fortune be

Waked by the trumpet's sound
I from my grave shall rise
And see the Judge with glory crowned
And see the flaming skies
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