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Make Thy face to shine upon Thy servant
Lord, that I might receive my sight
Cast me not away from Thy presence
Who shall ascend to the holy place?
The Lord is mindful of His own
"He giveth his beloved sleep."-Psalm cxxvii.
F all the thoughts of God that are
Along the Psalmist's music deep,
For gift or grace, surpassing this-
What would we give to our beloved?
What do we give to our beloved?
A little dust, to overweep,
The whole earth blasted for our sake.
Sleep soft, beloved!" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away
Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep: But never doleful dream again
Shall break the happy slumber, when
O earth, so full of dreary noises!
His dews drop mutely on the hill,
Though on its slope men sow and reap;
Yea, men may wonder while they scan