There I behold, with sweet delight, His promise stands forever firm; Light are the pains that Nature brings: I would not be a stranger still COME UP HITHER. EDWIN H. NEVIN. "COME up hither, come away, Thus the ransomed spirits sing: Here is cloudless, endless day; Here is everlasting Spring. Come up hither; come and dwell Come up hither; come and share Come up hither; come and shine Come up hither, hither speed: Here is all the wealth you need : Come, and make this wealth your own. HEARTS UNITED. ALBERT LAaighton. "That They may be One, even as We are One." HIS world is bright and fair, we know: The stars shine on, the sweet flowers blow, But softer than the summer's breath, And fairer than its roses, Will be the clime afar, when Death The land where broken ties shall twine, Where love's pure light shall brighter shine, OUR ABIDING CITY. JOHN KELLY. "This may distress the worldly mind; E'VE no abiding city here." But should not cost the saint a tear, "We've no abiding city here," Sad truth, were this to be our home; But let this thought our spirits cheer, "We seek a city yet to come." "We've no abiding city here," We seek a city out of sight: O sweet abode of peace and love, I'd fly to thee and be at rest. HASTENING HOME. JOHN BURTON. "How short my time is!" TIME is winging us away To our eternal home: Life is but a winter's day,- Blooming beauty lose its charms: All that's mortal soon shall be Enclosed in Death's cold arms. Time is winging us away THE DISTANT SHORE. From Fraser's Magazine. "The land that is very far off." U pon the shore Of Evermore, We sport, like children at their play; And gather shells Where sinks and swells The mighty sea from far away. Upon that beach, Nor voice nor speech Doth things intelligible say; But through our souls A whisper rolls, That comes to us from far away. Into our ears The voice of years As it draws near, At what it tells, We drop the shells We were so fond of yesterday; And pick no more Upon that shore, But dream of brighter, far away. |