28.10.2007, 11:22
Edward Irving
1792 - 1834
TO THE MEMORY OF SAMUEL MARTIN,
MY VENERABLE GRANDFATHER-IN-LAW, WHO WAS TAKEN AWAY FROM US IN THE NINETIETH YEAR OF HIS LIFE, AND THE SIXTY-EIGHTH OF HIS MINISTRY.
FAREWELL on man's dark journey o'er the deep,
Thou sire of sires ! whose bow in strength hath stood
These threescore years and ten that thou hast wooed
Men's souls to heaven. In Jesus fallen asleep,
Around thy couch three generations weep,
Reared on thy knees with wisdom's heavenly food,
And by thy counsels taught to choose the good ;
Who in thy footsteps press up Zion's steep,
To reach that temple which but now did ope
And let their father in. O'er his bier wake
No doleful strain, but high the note of hope
And praise uplift to God, who did him make
A faithful shepherd, of his Church a prop ;
And of his seed did faithful shepherds take.
1792 - 1834
TO THE MEMORY OF SAMUEL MARTIN,
MY VENERABLE GRANDFATHER-IN-LAW, WHO WAS TAKEN AWAY FROM US IN THE NINETIETH YEAR OF HIS LIFE, AND THE SIXTY-EIGHTH OF HIS MINISTRY.
FAREWELL on man's dark journey o'er the deep,
Thou sire of sires ! whose bow in strength hath stood
These threescore years and ten that thou hast wooed
Men's souls to heaven. In Jesus fallen asleep,
Around thy couch three generations weep,
Reared on thy knees with wisdom's heavenly food,
And by thy counsels taught to choose the good ;
Who in thy footsteps press up Zion's steep,
To reach that temple which but now did ope
And let their father in. O'er his bier wake
No doleful strain, but high the note of hope
And praise uplift to God, who did him make
A faithful shepherd, of his Church a prop ;
And of his seed did faithful shepherds take.