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Then mark the cloven sphere that holds
O Father! grant thy love divine
HYMN OF TRUST.
O Love Divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On Thee we cast each earth-born care,
We smile at pain while Thou art near!
Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near !
When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear, The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us, Thou art near!
On Thee we fling our burdening woe,
O Love Divine, forever dear, Content to suffer while we know,
Living and dying, Thou art near !
A SUN-DAY HYMN.
LORD of all being! throned afar,
Sun of our life, thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow of day; Star of our hope, thy softened light Cheers the long watches of the night.
Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn; Our noontide is thy gracious dawn; Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign ; All, save the clouds of sin, are thine!