Miscellaneous Writings Part 81

The power of pain,

And wake a white-winged angel throng Of thoughts, illumed By faith, and breathed in raptured song, With love perfumed. [25]

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Then His unveiled, sweet mercies show [1]

Life's burdens light.

I kiss the cross, and wake to know A world more bright.

And o'er earth's troubled, angry sea [5]

I see Christ walk, And come to me, and tenderly, Divinely talk.

Thus Truth engrounds me on the rock, Upon Life's sh.o.r.e, [10]

'Gainst which the winds and waves can shock, Oh, nevermore!

From tired joy and grief afar, And nearer Thee,- Father, where Thine own children are, [15]

I love to be.

My prayer, some daily good to do To Thine, for Thee; An offering pure of Love, whereto G.o.d leadeth me. [20]

"Feed My Sheep"

Shepherd, show me how to go O'er the hillside steep, How to gather, how to sow,- How to feed Thy sheep;

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I will listen for Thy voice, [1]

Lest my footsteps stray; I will follow and rejoice All the rugged way.

Thou wilt bind the stubborn will, [5]

Wound the callous breast, Make self-righteousness be still, Break earth's stupid rest.

Strangers on a barren sh.o.r.e, Lab'ring long and lone, [10]

We would enter by the door, And Thou know'st Thine own;

So, when day grows dark and cold, Tear or triumph harms, Lead Thy lambkins to the fold, [15]

Take them in Thine arms; Feed the hungry, heal the heart, Till the morning's beam; White as wool, ere they depart, Shepherd, wash them clean.

Communion Hymn

Saw ye my Saviour? Heard ye the glad sound?

Felt ye the power of the Word?

'T was the Truth that made us free, And was found by you and me [25]

In the life and the love of our Lord.

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Mourner, it calls you,-"Come to my bosom, [1]

Love wipes your tears all away, And will lift the shade of gloom, And for you make radiant room Midst the glories of one endless day." [5]

Sinner, it calls you,-"Come to this fountain, Cleanse the foul senses within; 'Tis the Spirit that makes pure, That exalts thee, and will cure All thy sorrow and sickness and sin." [10]

Strongest deliverer, friend of the friendless, Life of all being divine: Thou the Christ, and not the creed; Thou the Truth in thought and deed; Thou the water, the bread, and the wine. [15]

Laus Deo!

Written on laying the corner-stone of The Mother Church

_Laus Deo_, it is done!

Rolled away from loving heart Is a stone. [20]

Lifted higher, we depart, Having one.

_Laus Deo_,-on this rock (Heaven chiselled squarely good) Stands His church,- [25]

G.o.d is Love, and understood By His flock.

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_Laus Deo_, night star-lit [1]

Slumbers not in G.o.d's embrace; Be awake; Like this stone, be in thy place: Stand, not sit. [5]

Grave, silent, steadfast stone, Dirge and song and shoutings low In thy heart Dwell serene,-and sorrow? No, It has none, [10]

_Laus Deo!_

A Verse

MOTHER'S NEW YEAR GIFT TO THE LITTLE CHILDREN