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These eyes that were half closed in death
These lucid moments suddenly present

They may, they do forget-even they whose thoughts
They say, who know the life divine.

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There is the home, the land of birth .
There's joy in heaven, when falls the tear
There sin shall never more annoy

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Think not of rest: though dreams be sweet.
Think'st thou the man whose mansions hold

This book, this holy book, on every line
This hope is earth's most estimable prize
This is the bud of being, the dim dawn
This sacred shade and solitude, what is it

Though art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee 324
Thou art our Refuge: in the day
Thou art the Way-and he who sighs

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Thou hidden love of God, whose height

Thou high and lofty One, afar

Thou soft-flowing Kedron! by thy limpid stream
Though His majesty be great

Though remorseless disease rob my cheek of its bloom

Though sunless, moonless, starless seem

Though sin would fill me with distress

Though the heart that sorrow chideth

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Though unindulged His living oracles
Thus in Thy Spirit, on Thy day

Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride.
Thy neighbour? it is he whom thou.
Thy wisdom guides, Thy will directs
Time was, is past; thou canst not it recal

Time well employ'd is Satan's deadliest foe.
Tipp'd by the sun's emerging beams.
"Tis done! the precious ransom's paid
'Tis evening-'tis the gentle hour

"Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours
"Tis Jesus' voice shall bid us rise
'Tis past, 'tis o'er !—now rest how sweet

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Weep not for the saint that ascends.
Welcome sweet hour of full discharge
What are the mines of shining wealth
What is Heaven? a resting place

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What is the Christian? If that name be thine
What is the thing of greatest price.

What shall we offer Thee, Thou God of love
What sinners value, I resign.

What though sometimes He hide His countenance.
Whate'er its form, whate'er its flow.

Whatever passes as a cloud between

When all these wondrous names I view

When first thine eyes unveil, give thy soul leave

When gathering clouds around I view

When groves by moonlight silence keep

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When I can trust my all with God
When in the volume of that book
When languor and disease invade
When Memory pours the silent tear.
When musing sorrow weeps the past
When nature sinks beneath disease.
When overwhelm'd with grief

When pining sickness wastes the frame
When soon or late this feeble breath
When the soft dews of kindly sleep.

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When the spark of life is waning

When Time's allotted course is done.
Where are the dead? In heaven or hell

Where can the mourner go

Where shall the weary rest

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Where shall Wisdom's light be found

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Who feels the worth of peace? He who has lost

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Who is God's chosen priest.

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Who is my mother, or my brethren

Whom should we love like Thee

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Why did I leave the narrow path

Why should I mourn, though doom'd to go.
Why should our trembling spirit sink
Wi' serious face they round the ingle

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With blood, but not his own-the awful sign
With doubts, and fears, and cares opprest
With many a pang my heart is heaving
With silent awe, I hail the sacred morn

With weary steps, yet bright and hopeful eyes
Within the temple slept the child

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Without Thy aid, my spirit sinks oppress'd.

Would you find the Saviour

Wouldst thou the pangs of guilt assuage

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Years have been lost! up, stir thee to redeem

Yes, love indeed is light from heaven

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Yes, oh my God, I love Thy will

Yes, Salem, thou shalt rise

Yet not farewell our hope, since Thou hast deign'd

Yield to the Lord with simple heart.

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SCRIPTURE REFERENCES

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Sacred Poetry.

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