Weeping we hold Him fast to-night; Till daybreak smite our wearied sight MY SPIRIT WAITING STANDS. ISAAC WATTS. HERE is a house not made with hands, ΤΗ Eternal, and on high; And here my spirit waiting stands Till God shall bid it fly. Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolved and fall; 'Tis He, by His almighty grace, We walk by faith of joys to come; We're absent from the Lord. 'Tis pleasant to believe Thy grace, But we had rather see; We would be absent from the flesh, THIS DARK WORLD, AND THAT BRIGHT E LAND. ARTH, with all its sin and sadness, Pain and sickness, grief and care; Here the eye grows dim with weeping, For the loved ones who are sleeping, In the light of heaven's ray, Here our toilsome way pursuing, There the sorrowful are blest; There the weary are at rest. Here a lonely watch we're keeping Lest the foe should find us sleeping, Here our painful cross we're bearing, There we lay our burden down, Here the parting word is spoken, And upon the spirit broken, Like a knell its accents ring; There, before the Saviour's throne, O LAND UNKNOWN, IN THEE ALONE. SAMUEL WILLOUGHBY DUffield. A LITTLE song has come to me, A strain of sadness from over sea; And I hear its music, and love it well, Though the heart that framed it I cannot tell. A little picture comes to me, A dash of brightness from over sea; There are clasping hands and a holy face- So I, in faith which comes to me, Where my vaguest fancies may stand supreme, O land unknown! in thee alone Shall formless lyrics to shape be grown; And the thoughts of beauty are ever new. O land unknown! where all is best; For I toil and tarry until I may With my broken sentences pass away. WHEN SHALL THE DAWN OF DAY. ANONYMOUS. HEN shall the dawn of day WH Welcome me home? When o'er the pleasant way Borne to my home? When shall the gates of gold Into the Shepherd's fold, Far from a world of care, When shall the dawn of day Where beams, in holy light, The risen star? Where Christ shall still be mine, Where sorrow, joy divine, When shall the dawn of day Borne to my home? |