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“ WHOM HAVE I IN HEAVEN BUT THEE ?”

Long plunged in sorrow, I resign
My soul to that dear hand of thine,

Without reserve or fear ;
That hand shall wipe my streaming eyes,
Or into smiles of glad surprise

Transform the falling tear !

My sole possession is Thy love,
In earth beneath, or heaven above,

I have no other store ;
And though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune Thee night and day,

I ask Thee nothing more.

My hours, with undiminished force
And speed, pursue their destined course

Obedient to Thy will :
Nor would I murmur at my doom,
Tho' still a sufferer from the womb,

And doomed to suffer still.

By Thy command, where'er I stray,
Sorrow attends me all my way,

A never-failing friend;
And if my sufferings may augment
Thy praise, behold me well content,-

Let sorrow still attend !

It costs me no regret, that she
Who followed Christ, should follow me ;

And though, where'er she goes, Thorns spring spontaneous at her feet, I love her, and extract a sweet

From all my bitter woes.

“ EVEN THERE SHALL THY HAND LEAD ME, AND THY

RIGHT HAND SHALL GUIDE ME.”

O Thou, by long experience tried,
Near whom no grief can long abide ;
My Lord, how full of sweet content
I pass my years of banishment !

All scenes alike engaging prove
To souls impressed with sacred love!
Where'er they dwell, they dwell in Thee :
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea.

To me remains nor place nor time!
My country is in every clime :
I can be calm and free from care
On any shore, since God is there.

While place we seek, or place we shun,
The soul finds happiness in none;
But with my God to guide my way,
'Tis equal joy to go or stay.

Could I be cast where Thou art not, That were indeed a dreadful lot ; But regions none remote I call, Secure of finding God in all.

“ THOU HAST ASCENDED UPON HIGH.”

Hail the day that sees him rise,
Ravished from our wishful eyes !
Christ, awhile to mortals given,
Re-ascends his native Heaven ;
There the mighty conqueror waits,
“ Lift your heads, eternal gates !
“ Wide unfold the radiant scene,
“ Take the King of Glory in.”

Circled round with angel-powers,
Their triumphant Lord and ours,
Conqueror o'er death, hell, and sin,
Take the King of Glory in :
Him though highest Heaven receives,
Still He loves the earth He leaves ;
Though returned to His throne,
Still He calls mankind His own.

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