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  O! let our souls rejoice,
That thou hast joined that rich, harmonious strain,
Where perfect love and fadeless beauty reign.
  It was a Father's voice
Which called thee hence, beneath his smile to dwell;
In heaven, thy strain of holy joy to swell.

  Great Source of Faith and Love!
O! may we bow submissive to Thy will:
May each repining, murmuring thought be still.
  To Thy blest seat above,
When we death's yet untrodden path shall tread,
Thither, O may our wandering steps be led.




THE SOWER AND HIS SEED.
We met, a small and feeble band,
Around God's holy throne to stand;
The prayer of humble faith to raise,
And swell the choral hymn of praise.

Our strength was weak. But He whose ear
His children's humblest prayer will hear,
Was in our midst, a shining Light,
Our Sun by day, our Shield at night.