Spirit of Democracy, Woodsfield, Ohio, dated, January 13, 1849
Died—On Monday, the 8th inst. at her residence, in this county, SARAH JANE DYE, wife of John L. Dye, aged 22 years and 3 months.
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How sweet the hour of closing day,
When all is peaceful and serene;
And when the sun with cloudless ray,
Sheds mellow luster o’er the scene.
.
Such is this sister’s parting hour—
So peacefully she sinks to rest,
When faith, endued from Heaven with power,
Sustains and cheers her languid breast.
.
Mark but that patience of her eye—
That smile upon her wasted cheek;
They tell us of her glory nigh,
In language that no tongue can speak.
.
A beam from Heaven is sent to cheer
The pilgrim on her gloomy road;
And angels are attending near,
To bear her to their bright abode.
.
Who would not wish to die like those
Whom God’s own spirit deigns to bless?
To sink into that soft repose—
Then wake to perfect happiness.
Died—On Monday, the 8th inst. at her residence, in this county, SARAH JANE DYE, wife of John L. Dye, aged 22 years and 3 months.
.
How sweet the hour of closing day,
When all is peaceful and serene;
And when the sun with cloudless ray,
Sheds mellow luster o’er the scene.
.
Such is this sister’s parting hour—
So peacefully she sinks to rest,
When faith, endued from Heaven with power,
Sustains and cheers her languid breast.
.
Mark but that patience of her eye—
That smile upon her wasted cheek;
They tell us of her glory nigh,
In language that no tongue can speak.
.
A beam from Heaven is sent to cheer
The pilgrim on her gloomy road;
And angels are attending near,
To bear her to their bright abode.
.
Who would not wish to die like those
Whom God’s own spirit deigns to bless?
To sink into that soft repose—
Then wake to perfect happiness.
Spirit of Democracy, Woodsfield, Ohio, dated, January 13, 1849
Died—On Monday, the 8th inst. at her residence, in this county, SARAH JANE DYE, wife of John L. Dye, aged 22 years and 3 months.
.
How sweet the hour of closing day,
When all is peaceful and serene;
And when the sun with cloudless ray,
Sheds mellow luster o’er the scene.
.
Such is this sister’s parting hour—
So peacefully she sinks to rest,
When faith, endued from Heaven with power,
Sustains and cheers her languid breast.
.
Mark but that patience of her eye—
That smile upon her wasted cheek;
They tell us of her glory nigh,
In language that no tongue can speak.
.
A beam from Heaven is sent to cheer
The pilgrim on her gloomy road;
And angels are attending near,
To bear her to their bright abode.
.
Who would not wish to die like those
Whom God’s own spirit deigns to bless?
To sink into that soft repose—
Then wake to perfect happiness.
Died—On Monday, the 8th inst. at her residence, in this county, SARAH JANE DYE, wife of John L. Dye, aged 22 years and 3 months.
.
How sweet the hour of closing day,
When all is peaceful and serene;
And when the sun with cloudless ray,
Sheds mellow luster o’er the scene.
.
Such is this sister’s parting hour—
So peacefully she sinks to rest,
When faith, endued from Heaven with power,
Sustains and cheers her languid breast.
.
Mark but that patience of her eye—
That smile upon her wasted cheek;
They tell us of her glory nigh,
In language that no tongue can speak.
.
A beam from Heaven is sent to cheer
The pilgrim on her gloomy road;
And angels are attending near,
To bear her to their bright abode.
.
Who would not wish to die like those
Whom God’s own spirit deigns to bless?
To sink into that soft repose—
Then wake to perfect happiness.
Gravesite Details
age 22. w/o John L. last name could be Dyer
Family Members
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