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poems.
O! let thy soul rejoice:
Life has a charm, though dark to thee it seem.
What though may blighted be thy heart's bright dream?
There is a gentle voice,
Bidding thy heart, amid this deep despair,
On God repose the burden of its care.
Life has a charm, though dark to thee it seem.
What though may blighted be thy heart's bright dream?
There is a gentle voice,
Bidding thy heart, amid this deep despair,
On God repose the burden of its care.
And death shall bring no gloom:
It is the pathway which thy soul must tread,
As to thy Father's mansions thou art led.
Beyond the silent tomb,
When to that heaven thy spirit wings its flight,
Thy God shall be thine Everlasting Light.
It is the pathway which thy soul must tread,
As to thy Father's mansions thou art led.
Beyond the silent tomb,
When to that heaven thy spirit wings its flight,
Thy God shall be thine Everlasting Light.
"THE HEAVENS DECLARE THE GLORY OF GOD."
On yonder shining vault above,
Where gems of beauty meet the sight,
Are written glory, power, and love,
In characters of living light.
Where gems of beauty meet the sight,
Are written glory, power, and love,
In characters of living light.
The sun reveals his power by day:
The moon lights up the midnight skies;
And countless glittering stars display
His wonders to our gazing eyes.
The moon lights up the midnight skies;
And countless glittering stars display
His wonders to our gazing eyes.
