Hymns of Faith and Hope Volume 1

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1866 edition. Excerpt: ...by The lattice of her tower. 'Twas not in vain she kept the watch When all around her slept;'Twas not in vain she waited thus, And loved, and longed, and wept. It dawns at last, the long-loved morn, It comes, the meeting-day, And in its joys shall be forgot The sorrows of delay. THE BLANK. One flower may fill another's place, With breath as sweet, with hues as glowing; One ripple in yon ocean-space Be lost amid another's flowing. One star in yon bright azure dome May vanish from its sparkling cluster, Unmissed, unmourned, and in its room Some rival orb eclipse its lustre. But who shall fill a brother's room? Or who shall soothe the bosom's grieving! Who heal the heart around his tomb Too faithfully, too fondly cleaving? Can I supply youth's memories? Or speak the words in childhood spoken?Can I re-knit the severed ties? Replnce, retune the chord once broken! 130 THE SLEEP OF THE BELOVKD. It is not here, it is not now, That hearts are knit no more to sever; Grief's wrinkles razed from cheek and brow, And life's long blanks filled up for ever. THE SLEEP OF THE BELOVED "So he giveth his beloved sleep."--Psalm cxxvii. 2. Sunlight has vanished, and the weary earth Lies resting from a long day's toil and pain, And, looking for a new dawn's early birth, Seeks strength in slumber for its toil again. We too would rest; but ere we close the eye Upon the consciousness of waking thought, Would calmly turn it to yon star-bright sky, And lift the soul to Him who slumbers not. Above us is thy hand with tender care, Distilling over us the dew of sleep: THE SLEEP OF THE BELOVED. 187 Darkness seems loaded with oblivious air, In deep forgetfulness each sense to steep. Thou hast provided midnight's hour of peace, Thou stretchest over us the wing of...