In Saram

Farewel, Dear Daughter Sara; Now Thou'rt gone,
(Whither thou much desiredst) to thine Home:
Pray, my Dear Father, Let me now go Home!
Were the Last Words thou Spak'st to me Alone.
Go then, Sweet Sara , take thy Sabbath Rest ,
With thy Great Lord, and all in Heaven Blest.
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