Age 67 years. She was the daughter of Christopher Johnston and Susanna Stith.
The Baltimore Sun
Wednesday, November 9, 1864
Died
Hepburn. At the residence of her son-in-law, Professor M. Yarnall, in Georgetown, D.C., on the 1st November 1864, Eliza Stith Hepburn, relict of the late John M. Hepburn. Jesus has taken her pure spirit! Oh, Saviour! Let not a murmur arise, even in the bruised heart of affection. Thou gavest her for a time:
Thou hast taken her again.
Now within the fold eternal
She has found a resting place;
Feeds in pastures ever vernal,
Drinks the rivers of Thy grace.
The Baltimore Sun
Wednesday, November 9, 1864
Died
Hepburn. At the residence of her son-in-law, Professor M. Yarnall, in Georgetown, D.C., on the 1st November 1864, Eliza Stith Hepburn, relict of the late John M. Hepburn. Jesus has taken her pure spirit! Oh, Saviour! Let not a murmur arise, even in the bruised heart of affection. Thou gavest her for a time:
Thou hast taken her again.
Now within the fold eternal
She has found a resting place;
Feeds in pastures ever vernal,
Drinks the rivers of Thy grace.
Age 67 years. She was the daughter of Christopher Johnston and Susanna Stith.
The Baltimore Sun
Wednesday, November 9, 1864
Died
Hepburn. At the residence of her son-in-law, Professor M. Yarnall, in Georgetown, D.C., on the 1st November 1864, Eliza Stith Hepburn, relict of the late John M. Hepburn. Jesus has taken her pure spirit! Oh, Saviour! Let not a murmur arise, even in the bruised heart of affection. Thou gavest her for a time:
Thou hast taken her again.
Now within the fold eternal
She has found a resting place;
Feeds in pastures ever vernal,
Drinks the rivers of Thy grace.
The Baltimore Sun
Wednesday, November 9, 1864
Died
Hepburn. At the residence of her son-in-law, Professor M. Yarnall, in Georgetown, D.C., on the 1st November 1864, Eliza Stith Hepburn, relict of the late John M. Hepburn. Jesus has taken her pure spirit! Oh, Saviour! Let not a murmur arise, even in the bruised heart of affection. Thou gavest her for a time:
Thou hast taken her again.
Now within the fold eternal
She has found a resting place;
Feeds in pastures ever vernal,
Drinks the rivers of Thy grace.
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