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Page 72 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark ! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Page 31 - Yes, we shall find once more beyond earth's sorrows, Beyond these skies, In the fair city of the "sure foundation," Those heavenly eyes, With the same welcome shining through their sweetness, That met us here— Eyes from whose beauty God hath banished weeping, And wiped away the tear.
Page 3 - No sin-born thought May in that home be wrought, To trouble the clear fountain of her heart ; No tear, no sigh, No pain, no death, be nigh Where she hath entered in, no more to ' know in part.' Her faith is sight, Her hope is full delight, The shadowy veil of time is rent in twain : Her untold bliss — What thought can follow this ! To her to live was Christ, to die indeed is gain. Her eyes have seen The King, no veil between, In...
Page 31 - Those heavenly eyes, With the same welcome shining through their sweetness That met us here, Eyes, from whose beauty God has banished weeping, And wiped away the tear. Think of us, dearest one, while o'er life's waters We seek the land, Missing thy voice, thy touch, and the true helping Of thy pure hand, — Till through the storm and tempest, safely anchored, Just on the other side, We find thy dear face looking through death's shadows Not changed, but glorified.
Page 45 - And the very God of peace sanctify you wholly; and I pray God your whole spirit, and soul, and body, be preserved blameless unto the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. 24 Faithful is he that calleth you, who also will do it.
Page 72 - The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar.
Page 39 - According to all that I show thee, after the pattern of the tabernacle, and the pattern of all the instruments thereof, even so shall ye make it." Ex. 25 : 9. "And look that thou make them after their pattern, which was showed thee in the mount.
Page 40 - ... that life of patient self-sacrifice, so unconscious of its heroism. He understood then as never before the mysterious influence of that gentle, sweetfaced lady over every one who came to know her, from the simple, uncultured girls of the Indian Lands to the young men about town of Harry's type. Hers was the power of one who sees with open eyes the unseen, and who loves to the forgetting of self those for whom the Infinite love poured itself out in death. "Going home, Harry?