---
title: Times and Seasons
description: Issues of 1844 to 1845.
authors:
  - Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
editors:
  - Ebenezer Robinson
  - Don Carlos Smith
  - Smith, Joseph, Jr.
  - Taylor, John
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - newspaper
  - times-and-seasons
  - nauvoo
  - nineteenth-century
periodical: Times and Seasons
volume: 5
number: 6
published: 1844-03-15
publisher: E. Robinson and D. C. Smith; later John Taylor
publisher_place: Commerce and Nauvoo, Illinois
language: en
type: article
reference: "“On the Death of Her Little Daughter,” *Times and Seasons* 5, no. 6 (March 15, 1844): 479."
printed_title: ON THE DEATH OF HER LITTLE DAUGHTER
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1844-03-15_5_6
  transcription: Text from the Centerplace.org transcription (https://www.centerplace.org/history/ts/v5n06.htm), with its page breaks; this Internet Archive scan is the reference copy (its OCR was used only as a witness for OCR repair)
  identifier: per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1844-03-15_5_6
start_page: 479
end_page: 479
curator_note: A Mormon newspaper published by the church in Nauvoo; included for historical study. Inclusion does not imply endorsement.
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1844 (Nauvoo, Illinois); published before 1931, so public domain in the United States
  source: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1844-03-15_5_6
  publication_year: 1844
---

# On the Death of Her Little Daughter

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BY MISS E. R. SNOW

Earthly happiness is fleeting- Let the heart oppress d [oppress'd] with sorrow-

Earthly prospects quickly fade- Let the bosom fill'd with grief-

Oft the heart with pleasure beating Let the wounded spirit borrow

Is to bitterness betray'd! From his promise, kind relief.

Ah! methinks I see you bending While affliction's surge comes o'er you

Like a willow o'er the urn; Look beyond the darkening wave!

But a heavenly voice descending See a brighter scene before you-

Sweetly whispers, "do not mourn." Hail the triumph o'er the grave.

Scenes of sorrow most distressing- Though your lovely child is taken

Scenes that fill the heart with pain From your bosom to the urn;

Often yield the choicest blessing- Soon the sleeping dust will waken

Present loss is future gain. And its spirit will return.

In the darkest dispensation Yes, again you will behold it

Oh remember, God is just: Fairer than the morning ray-

Tis the richest consolation In your arms you will enfold it

In his faithfulness to trust. Where all tears are wip'd away.

Morely Settlement, Feb. 1844.