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he that overcometh, etc.
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"HE THAT OVERCOMETH SHALL INHERIT ALL THINGS."
Blest promise to the sorrowing heart
Which sees its early hopes depart,
Like some sweet flower whose radiant bloom
Sends up at morn a rich perfume;
But ere has beamed the sunset ray,
Lies scentless in the traveler's way.

Yet, treasured in love's fountain-cells
The memory of its fragrance dwells;
And o'er our path its dew is shed,
When hopes less bright in death are fled.
So come their memory o'er the heart,—
The early-called from life to part.

Ye who around the bed of death
Have knelt to catch the parting breath;
Ye who the fervent prayer have given
Through him who points the eye to heaven,
Who once the same dark pathway trod;
In meekness kiss the chastening rod.

What though within their vacant place,
The vanished forms no more ye trace?
What though be fled the spirit-gem,
Is not the promise truth for them?
Have they not shared the sacred rest,——
The glorious guerdon of the blest?