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Come gracious Influence, breath of the Lord !
He who took our nature upon him, suffered death upon the cross for our redemption, who by his death destroyed death, and by his rising to life again hath restored to us everlasting life. Therefore, O God, most holy, O God, most just, O God, most merciful, with angels and archangels and all the company of heaven, I laud and magnify thy glorious name, evermore, (as is most due,) praising thee and saying, Holy, holy, holy Lord God of hosts, heaven and earth are full of thy glory. Glory be to thee, O Lord most high. Amen.
MUSINGS ON THE PAST.
They have not perished, -No. Kind words, remember'd voices, once so sweet,
Smiles, radiant long ago, And features, the great soul's apparent seat
All shall come back! Each tie Of pure affection shall be knit again. Alone shall evil die.
True, all things pass away,
And there the soul retires,
Of those that were !
Then into life burst out
Among the dead!
We seek their grasp of love,
up, my soul,
Wip'd from all eyes.”
And when thou turnest back,
Or, if too near
To desolate plains they lie, All dark with guilt and tears, Still, still retrace the past, Till thou alight'st at last
On life's first years.
There not a passing cloud
be Or what hath been.
There all is hope—not hope,
Cheer the young breast.
Then on what is I deeply muse
All, all is just and right.
Then clouds dispel, dark shadows flee,
Of darkness and of doubt.
I feel that all is in his hand,
Merciful Providence !
Such thought, when other thoughts perchance
Are darkening into gloom, Comes to me like the angel form, That radiant shone mid death's dark storm,
And, standing by the tomb,
Cheer'd those who came to sorrow there ;
And then I see and bless That mercy daily which unfolds His love in all that he withholds,
And all that I possess.