I was strolling one day in a lonely graveyard
When a voice from the tomb seemed to say
I once lived as you lived
Walked and talked as you talked
Up foot from earth I was soon called away
Oh those two lonely two
Seemed to say in a low gentle tongue
Oh how sweet is the rest
In our country

Beautiful heavenly home
Every voice from the tomb
Seemed to whisper and say
Living man you must soon follow me
And I thought as I looked
On those cold marble slabs
What a dark
Lonely place that must be
Then I came to the place
Where my mother was laid
And in silence I stood by her tomb
And her voice seemed to say
In a low gentle tone
I am safe
With my safe hand

And my savior at home
Oh those two lonely two
Seemed to say in a low gentle tongue
Oh how sweet is the rest
In our beautiful heavenly home
Oh how sweet is the rest
In our beautiful heavenly home
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