Tombstone Inscriptions

How often today do we here Christians speak of the coming resurrection, of the Lord's return?

These tombstone epitaphs are from a cemetery
in Greenwich, NY.

Yes, there were a few looking forward to heaven.
There was one or two that thought death was the end.
One or two were humorous.
Many had just a name, birth and death dates.

The majority with an epitaph spoke of rest, sleep,
and the Lord's return.

As I read them my eyes fill with tears. What faith, what hope. May I fall asleep with such assurance in my Savior's return.

 


Rev. Edward Barber

Born in Exeter, R.I., Sept. 23, 1768. Ordained
pastor of the Bottskill Baptist church Sept. 25, 1794.

He fell asleep in Christ July 1, 1834.
A good man, a wise counsellor,
A sound preacher, a faithful pastor,
He rests from his labors, and his works follow him.
 
 


In memory of Chloe Blawis

Wife of Peter Blawis, who died June 24th, 1822
Aged 30 years, 9 months, 11 days.

God my redeemer lives
And often from the skies
Looks down and watches all my dust
Till he shall bid it rise.
 


In memory of Rodney Buel
Who died June 11, 1834, in the 34th year of his age.

Friends nor physicians could not save
My mortal body from the grave,
Nor can the grave confine me here
When Christ my Saviour shall appear.


In memory of Caroline,
Daughter of Col. Walter and Alida DeRidder
who died March 24, 1838
aged 15 years and 6 months

O happy dead in Thee that sleep,
While o'er their mouldering dust we weep,
O faithful Saviour who shall come
That dust to ransom from the tomb.


Phebe Dyer

Died Oct. 3, 1849
aged 57 years, 3 months and 21 days.

We leave thee here till Christ shall come
The sleep of death to break
Then may'st leave the silent tomb
And in His likeness wake.


Elizabeth, daughter of Card Kenyon
Died March 8, 1840, in her 25th year.

Disconsolate tenant of clay
In solemn assurance arise
Thy treasures of sorrow survey
And look through it all to the skies.
That heavenly house is prepared
For all, who, though sufferers here
Do wait the return of their Lord
And long for His day to appear.


Content E., wife of A.I. Loomis

Died Feb. 2, 1846

Aged 28 years, 6 months and 27 days.

My flesh shall rest in hope.


John Martin

Died July 13, 1850,
Age 83 years 10 mo. And 27 days.

Thou art gone to the grave with a moments reflection,
but Jesus a moment can hear,
Thou hast left me to mourn with sincere affection,
to wander alone till Christ shall appear.


In memory of Elijah Norton

who died Dec. 10, 1841
in the 83rd year of his age.

We rest a season here, but not forever.


Mary Osburn

died June 25, 1849
in the 26th year of her age.

Hope looks beyond the bounds of time,
When what we now deplore,
Shall rise in full immortal prime
And bloom to fade no more.


In memory of Gen. Solomon Place

who died Dec. 22, 1834 in the 66th.

Let worms devour my wasting flesh
And crumble all my bones to dust
My God shall raise my frame anew
At the revival of the just.


Lucy, wife of John Remington

Died March 6, 1836
in the 33rd year of her age.

My flesh shall slumber in the ground
Till the last trumpets joyful sound.
Then burst the chain with sweet surprise
in my Saviour's image rise.


Died in New York Jan. 11, 1849,

Caroline B. White,

wife of William Henry, aged 60 years.

She sleeps in Jesus.


The epitaph that Benjamin Franklin wrote for himself while still a young man is worth quoting:

The body
Of
Benjamin Franklin
Printer
(Like the cover of an old book
Its contents torn out
And stripped of its lettering and gilding)
Lies here, food for worms.
But the work shall not be lost
For it will (as he believed) appear once more
In a new and more elegant edition
Revised and corrected
by
The Author.

 

 For what is our hope, or joy, or crown of rejoicing?
Are not even ye in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at his coming?
1Thes. 2:19