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"O THAT I HAD WINGS LIKE A DOVE!"

O ZION! when I think on thee,
I long for pinions like the dove,
And mourn to think that I should be
So distant from the place I love.

A captive here, and far from home,
For Zion's sacred walls I sigh;
To Zion all the ransomed come,

And see the Saviour eye to eye.

While here I walk on hostile ground,
The few that I can call my friends
Are, like myself, with fetters bound,
And weariness our steps attends.

But yet we shall behold the day,

When Zion's children shall return;

Our sorrows then shall flee away,

And we shall never, never mourn.

The hope that such a day will come,

Makes even the captive's portion sweet; Though now we wander far from home, In Zion soon we all shall meet.

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A SAINT! Oh! would that I could claim
The privileged, the honoured name,
And confidently take my stand,
Though lowest, in the saintly band!

Would, though it were in scorn applied,
That term the test of truth could bide!
Like kingly salutations given.

In mockery to the King of Heaven.

A Saint! And what imports the name
Thus bandied in derision's game?
"Holy, and separate from sin;

"To good, nay, even to God akin.”

Is such the meaning of a name,

From which a Christian shrinks with shame ?

Yes, dazzled with the glorious sight,

He owns his crown is all too bright,

And ill might son of Adam dare
Alone such honour's weight to bear;
But fearlessly he takes the load,
United to the Son of God.

A Saint; O give me but some sign,
Some seal to prove the title mine,

And warmer thanks Thou shalt command,
Than bringing kingdoms in thine hand.

Oh! for an interest in that name,
When hell shall ope its jaws of flame,

And scorners to their doom be hurled,

While scorned saints shall judge the world!'

How shall the name of saints be prized,

Tho' now neglected and despised,

When truth shall witness to the word,

That none but saints shall see the Lord!'

TO GIVE LIGHT TO THEM THAT SIT IN DARKNESS."

THOU whose Almighty Word
Chaos and darkness heard,

And took their flight;
Hear us, we humbly pray,
And where the Gospel's day

Shed not its glorious ray,
"Let there be Light!"

Thou who didst come to bring,
On Thy redeeming wing,

Healing and sight;

Health to the sick in mind,
Sight to the inly blind;
Oh, now to all mankind

"Let there be Light!"

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