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IX COMMEMORATION OF THE DEATH OF
WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON,
LATE PRESIDENT OP THE UNITED STATES,
ON MONDAY, APRIL, 19, 1841 — AT MECHANIC HALL, SALEM.
Religious Exercises toy Rev. Charles Mason.
I: SENTENCES FROM SCRIPTURE.
I am the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord; he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet
shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me, shall never die.
I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: And though
after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall 1 see God ; whom I shall see for myself, and
mine eyes shall behold, and not another.
We brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. The Lord gave, and
the Lord bath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.
II. chant! psalm xc.
Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth,
or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God. Thou
turnest man to destruction ; and sayest, Return, ye children of men. For a thousand years in thy sight are
but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night. Thou carriest them away as with a flood ;
they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which gfoweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and
groweth up; in the. evening it is cut down, and withereth. So teach us to number our days, that we may
apply our hearts unto wisdom.
III. I. CORINTHIANS, PART OF XV CHAPTER.
IV. ANTHEM. REVELATIONS XIV CHAP. XIII VERSE.
I heard a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, from henceforth blessed are the dead who die in
the Lord; even so saith the Spirit; for they rest from their labours; and their works do follow them.
V. PRAYER.
YI.
DIRGE.
Let a Nation's sorrow flow,—
Utter deep the voice of woe ;
Lo, the Valiant and the Just,
Stricken, slumbers in the dust.
2.
Dust to dust ! — mysterious sleep ! —
Mem’ry loug thy form shall keep.
Gone,! through spirit- real ms to soar
With God, and spirits gone before.
3.
Chieftain, thou the conflict brav’d, —
High thy conq’ring banner wav’d !—
Hush’d the battle’s warring sound,—
Thou in peaceful arts wast found.
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4.
Sage in Council thou hast stood,
Ever, for thy Country’s good.
In Senate’s toil, or Field’s control,
Patriot ardor fir’d thy soul.
5.
Call'd to be a Nation’s Chief,
Just and wise thy course, though brief.
A People’s voice the summons gave, —
A People’s tears bedew thy grave.
6.
' Chieftain, rest! — thy spirit fled,
Still thy Name its light shall shed;
Long a bright example be,
To guide, instruct, and blest the Free.
VII. EULOGY. BY HON. TLEVERETT SALTONSTALL.
VIII. DIRGE. BY REV. DR. FLINT
1.
Fald’n is our countiy’s Jaurell’d Head, —
Gone to his home of glorious rest ; —
Living how lov’d, how mourn’d when dead,
A stricken nation’s tears attest.
2.
His plumed helm and battle shield,
That screen’d the chieftain’s lion heart
In many a hard-fought, deadly fields
Were vain when Death had turn’d his dart.
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The civic wreath, affection wove,
That late adorn’d his radiant brow,
Which there to bind fond myriads strove,
Lies wither’d with its wearer now.
4.
Lo, sorrowing crowds have met again, —
Where late they met in joyous cheer, —
To swell the wo-struck, weeping train,
■ That follows sad the warrior’s bier.
5.
Solemn and slow the pomp moves on,
And vet’ran cheeks are stain’d with grief ;-
Virtue deplores her vot’ry gone ; —
Religion mourns the sainted chief.
6.
And “ dust to dust” hath now been said,
And clos’d the tomb, where deaf to fame,
The patriot’s shrouded corse is laid, —
His spirit fled to whence it came.
7.
We own,
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God, thy righteous sway ;
Thou’rt love, and all thou dost is just ; —
’Tis thine to give and take away; —
Our’s to submit, adore and trust.
IX. CONCLUDING PRAYER .AND BENEDICTION.
Musical Exercises under tlie direction of Win, Kimtoall, Esq.
Salem Observer Press . Stearns’ Building.
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