Envy not the living
Envy the dead
For there is no more giving
But deep sleep instead
The dead have paid the price
For their being alive
Down they now have lain
No more do they strive
The dead know nothing
Their hates and loves are gone
They have ceased their loathing
Of those that did them wrong
They slumber in dreamless sleep
They await their resurrection
For Jehovah's love is deep
Through Jesus' loving ransom
He will call them from the tomb
Each one He knows by name
Sheol will give up its dead
To free them from sin's blame
John 5: 28,29; Romans 6: 23; Ecclesiastes 9: 5,6
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I would like to translate this poem
This message is so strong. Dead live in tomb waiting to be ressurected that they may live free of sin's blame... good message.