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OR second He that rode sublime,
and time :
E loved the world that hated him - the
That dropped upon his Bible was fin
JIRM wast thou, humble and wise,
Honest, pure, free from disguise ;
Ccmfort in sorrow of every sort.
ERE Martyn lies ! In manhood's early
Immortal trophies ! Not with slaughter red,
HESE are thy glorious works, Thou
Source of Good !
view let both united be!
UR birth is but a sleep and a forgetting :
The soul that rises with us, our
And cometh from afar-
And not in utter nakedness,
From God, who is our home-
Upon the growing boy-
O me the thought of death is terrible,
it is not
Only a step into the open air Out of a tent already luminous With light that shines through its transparent walls.
Death.-The Three Graces.
WHAT is death? 'Tis life's last shore,
THE THREE GRACES.
H! give me Faith!
fied Lasting till death!
Hope give me, too!The glorious hope that Thou, O God! art mine ; This beacon light in me for ever shine,
Joyful and true.
And give me Love !
Sprung from above.