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Elliot Carriger

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Elliot Carriger

Birth
Carter County, Tennessee, USA
Death
1891 (aged 74–75)
Auburn, Shawnee County, Kansas, USA
Burial
Auburn, Shawnee County, Kansas, USA Add to Map
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God is in control.

Marriage:
February 14, 1839
Angeline Rhea Allen
Carter County, Tennessee, USA


Occupation:
Justice of the Peace

Children:
Margaret Carriger
Mary L. Carriger
Sarah E. Carriger
John C. Carriger
William Allen Carriger
James Carriger



THE STRIFE IS O'ER, THE BATTLE WON
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
The strife is o'er, the battle done,
the victory of life is won;
the song of triumph has begun.
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
The powers of death have done their worst,
but Christ their legions hath dispersed:
let shout of holy joy outburst.
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
The three sad days are quickly sped,
he rises glorious from the dead:
all glory to our risen Head!
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
He closed the yawning gates of hell,
the bars from heaven's high portals fell;
let hymns of praise his triumphs tell!
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
Lord! by the stripes which wounded thee,
from death's dread sting thy servants free,
that we may live and sing to thee.
Alleluia!


Words: Symphonia Sirenum Selectarum, 1695
trans. Francis Pott (1832-1909)

God is in control.

Marriage:
February 14, 1839
Angeline Rhea Allen
Carter County, Tennessee, USA


Occupation:
Justice of the Peace

Children:
Margaret Carriger
Mary L. Carriger
Sarah E. Carriger
John C. Carriger
William Allen Carriger
James Carriger



THE STRIFE IS O'ER, THE BATTLE WON
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
The strife is o'er, the battle done,
the victory of life is won;
the song of triumph has begun.
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
The powers of death have done their worst,
but Christ their legions hath dispersed:
let shout of holy joy outburst.
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
The three sad days are quickly sped,
he rises glorious from the dead:
all glory to our risen Head!
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
He closed the yawning gates of hell,
the bars from heaven's high portals fell;
let hymns of praise his triumphs tell!
Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
Lord! by the stripes which wounded thee,
from death's dread sting thy servants free,
that we may live and sing to thee.
Alleluia!


Words: Symphonia Sirenum Selectarum, 1695
trans. Francis Pott (1832-1909)



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