Children in Heaven
 
In the broad fields of heaven,
In the immortal bowers,
Dwelling by life’s clear river,
Amid undying flowers;
 
Myriads of beauteous spirits,
Fair children of the earth,
Linked in bright bands celestial,
Sing of their human birth.
 
They sing of earth and heaven—
Divinest voices rise,
In thanks and praises unto Him
Who called them to the skies.
 
The golden haired, the blue eyed,
That lighted up our life,
And folded were, within our hearts,
From all the world’s rude strife;
 
The blessings of our bosoms,
The stars upon our sky,
The flowers up-springing in our path,
Too beautiful to die;
 
They are all there in heaven,
Safe, safe and sweetly blessed;
No cloud of sin can shadow
Their bright and holy rest.
 
Mrs. Katherine P. Gordon
 
From “Light on Little Graves” Printed in the year 1848