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What though downy slumbers flee, Strangers to my couch and me! Sleepless, well I know to rest, Lodg'd within my Father's breast.
While the empress of the night Scatters mild her silver light, While the vivid planets stray Various through their mystic way
While the stars unnumber'd roll
’Midst the silence of the night Mingling with those angels bright, Whose harmonious voices raise Ceaseless love and ceaseless praise.
Through the throng His gentle ear Shall my tuneless accents hear : From on high doth He impart Secret comfort to my heart.
He, in these serenest hours,
Lifting all my thoughts above,
What if death my sleep invade,
What if beams of opening day
See! a flood of sacred light,
With Thy heavenly presence blest,
“ LORD, LIFT THOU UP THE LIGHT OF THY
COUNTENANCE UPON US!”
In vain the erring world inquires
For some substantial good ;
They live on airy food.
Illusive dreams of happiness
Their eager thoughts employ;
Was visionary joy.
Begone, ye gilded vanities !
I seek some solid good : To real bliss my wishes rise
The favour of my God.
Immortal joy Thy smiles impart,
Heaven dawns in every ray ;
And turn my night to day.
Not all the good which earth bestowa
Can fill the craving mind;
And leave a sting behind.
Should boundless wealth increase my store,
Can wealth my cares beguile?
Without Thy blissful smile.
Grant, gracious God, this one request :
Oh! be Thy love alone
For heaven is in the boon.
“ ALL IS VANITY, AND VEXATION OF SPIRIT."
Ah! why should this immortal mind,
And never, never rise !
Forget her native skies?
The mind was formed to mount sublime,
To everlasting things ;
Upon her drooping wings.
The world employs its various snares,
And chained to earth I lie :
And upward learn to fly?