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66 YOUR LIFE IS HID WITH CHRIST IN GOD."
O THOU great Power! in whom I move,
Behold me through thy beams of love,
No hallowed oils, no gums I need,
One rosy drop from David's seed,
Was worlds of seas to quench thine ire;
And said by Him, that said no more,
But sealed it with His sacred breath: Thou then, that has dispunged my score, And, dying, wert the death of death, Be to me now, on Thee I call,
My life, my strength, my joy, my all!
I AM NOW READY TO BE OFFERED, AND THE TIME
OF MY DEPARTURE IS AT HAND."
THE seas are quiet when the winds are o'er ;
Clouds of affection from our younger eyes
Stronger by weakness, wiser, men become,
As they draw near to their eternal home;
That stand upon the threshold of the new.
HOLD UP MY GOINGS IN THY PATHS, THAT MY
FOOTSTEPS SLIP NOT."
WHO knows, when he to go from home,
Departeth from his door,
Or when or how he back shall come,
Or whether never more.
For some who walk abroad in health,
And some who have gone forth with wealth,
Lord, therefore now I go abroad,
Go with me whither I would go,
Speak Thou what I should say.
From taking wrong, from doing harm,
Let me abroad some blessing find,
And let no curse the while Befal to that I leave behind,
My honest hopes to spoil!
But let my going out and in,
My thoughts, my words, and ways,
And when my pains effect shall take,
With health and credit bring me back,
ON THE DEATH OF CATHERINE THOMSON.
WHEN Faith and Love, which parted from thee never, Had ripened thy just soul to dwell with God, Meekly thou didst resign this earthly load
Of death, called life; which us from life doth sever. Thy works, and alms, and all thy good endeavour, Staid not behind, nor in the grave were trod; But, as Faith pointed with her golden rod, Followed thee up to joy and bliss for ever! Love led them on, and Faith, who knew them best Thy handmaids, clad them o'er with purple beams And azure wings, that up they flew so drest, And spake the truth of thee on glorious themes Before the Judge; who thenceforth bade thee rest, And drink thy fill of pure immortal streams.