581. It appeared mysterious that he should be taken away in the midst of a life of usefulness. "My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord." (Isa. lv. 9.) 582. Sent forth by God to realms afar, 583. Though earthly shepherds be removed, Though darkness close their watchful eye, The heavenly Shepherd still remains, His blessings to impart, His eye shall guide you, and his voice * For a missionary. DAYAL. “And the sea gave up the dead which were in it.” 584. Where the line sounds not, where the wreck lies deep, There thou hast found thy long, unbroken sleep. 585. Ah, treacherous calm! the sky was soon o'ercast, no more. * Many of the Naval and Military Epitaphs can only be inscribed on monuments to the memory of those who died at sea, or fell in battle. 586. Thou, where no step can e'er intrude, Till, bursting on thy sleep profound, 587. They cast him in the stormy deep, But Jesus Christ who died to save, 588. His lot was o'er the sea to roam, 589. Thou mighty sea! whose waves roll o'er his head, 590. That day is coming! when the countless dead, Who in the mighty sea have found a tomb, Shall all arouse them from their stormy bed, Peopling the waves, thick as the ocean foam. 591. Child of the Ocean! is thy bier the surge, 592. He that here slumbers in the grave's last sleep, Was one who saw God's wonders in the deep, Till mercy wafted him from life's rough sea, Unto the haven where he longed to be. 593. Hope is that blessed anchor, safe and sure, Which keeps the soul in peace and joy secure; And still, with hope united, may there be, True faith in Christ, who walked upon U the sea. 594. He never saw his home again : The deep voice of the gun, The lowering of the battle-flag, Told that his life was done. And when committed to the mighty deep, For once, his valiant crew was seen to weep. At length he'll rise in joy, with Christ to be, Where there is peace, and where "is no more sea." 595. His body was committed to the deep, He sleeps not here, where all his fathers sleep; His was the Christian's spirit, meek and mild, 596. The vessel wrecked upon the shore, It was indeed an awful scene, Which none could view with hearts serene, But those that were prepared to die, 597. Seek to attain that blessed shore, |