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On eagles' wings they mount, they soar,
Their wings are faith and love, Till, past the cloudy regions here,
They rise to heaven above.
ITH tearful eyes I look around,
Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; Yet, ʼmidst the gloom I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, “Come to me."
. It tells me of a place of rest,
It tells me where my soul may flee; Oh! to the weary, faint, oppress'd,
How sweet the bidding, “ Come to me.” When the poor heart with anguish learns
That earthly props resign'd must be,
« Come to me.” When against sin I strive in vain,
And cannot from its yoke get free; Sinking beneath the heavy chain,
The words arrest me, Come to me." When nature shudders, loth to part
From all I love, enjoy, and see, When a faint chill steals o'er my heart,
A sweet voice utters, “Come to me.' “ Come, for all else must fail and die;
“ Earth is no resting-place for thee; “Heavenward direct thy weeping eye,
“I am thy portion, Come to me.'
O voice of mercy! voice of love!
In conflict, grief, and agony;
And gently whisper, “Come to me." 198
HEN sins and fears prevailing rise,
And fainting hope almost expires,
faith unshaken dwell;
HY should the children of a King
Great Comforter, descend and bring
Some tokens of thy grace.
Dost thou not dwell in all the saints,
And seal them heirs of heaven?
And show my sins forgiven ?
In the Redeemer's blood;
That I am born of God.
The pledge of joys to come,
Will safe convey me home.
ALK in the light, so shalt thou know
That fellowship of love
Who reigns in light above.
Thy heart made truly his
In whom no darkness is.
Thy darkness pass'd away,
In which is perfect day.
No fearful shade shall wear ;
For Christ hath conquer'd there.
Walk in the light, thy path shall be
Peaceful, serene, and bright:
And God himself is light.
HEN, from the depths of woe,
That thou art ever nigh.
Give ear to my complaint!
Thou comfortest the faint.
Thou canst, thou wilt forgive:
Who in thy sight could live!
Confessing all my sin;
Open, and take me in.
The waters soon will cease ;
Brings home the sign of Peace.
And dangers threaten loud,
His bow is in the cloud !
202 NHOU that art strong to comfort, look on me!
I sit in darkness and behold no light; Over my soul the waves of agony Have gone, and left me in a rayless night. A bruised and broken reed sustain! sustain ! Divinest Comforter, to thee I fly, To whom no soul hath ever fled in vain; Support me with thy love, or else I die. Father, whate'er I had, it all was thine; A God of mercy thou hast ever been; Oh, help me what I most loved to resign, And if I murmur, count it not for sin. My soul is strengthen'd now, and it shall bear All that remains, whatever it may be ; And from the very depths of my despair I will look up, O God, and trust in thee!
LORD, my best desires fulfil,
And help me to resign
And make thy pleasure mine.
Whose love forbids my fears ?
That wipes away my tears ?
What most I prize to thee;
Or wilt withhold from me.