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The rainbow arch above
Hope's lifted eye may see,
The promise of God's love,
Now and eternally.


THE EVERLASTING ARMS
Underneath my weakness, underneath my care,
Underneath the longing of each wordless prayer;
Holding and upholding, with a love untold,
Thus those Arms Eternal all my life enfold.

Underneath the sorrow that for sin I feel,
Underneath the anguish they, as balm, can heal.
Holding and upholding, when I'm sore oppressed,
In those Arms Eternal may I peaceful rest.

Underneath the doubtings that my faith assail,
Underneath the trembling, if, at death, I quail,
Holding and upholding, they my soul shall keep,
In those Arms Eternal may I "fall asleep."


MY MOTHER DEAR
Couldst thou but know her counsel wise,
So often sought, from near, from far,
The kindling of those speaking eyes,
That brightly shine as guiding star;
Couldst thou once clasp her hand in thine,
And feel the charm unwritten here,
Then, only then, couldst thou portray
   My mother dear.

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