4
On Thee we fling our burdening woe,

O Love Divine, forever dear,
Content to suffer, while we know,
Living and dying, Thou art near. Amen.

OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES

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Still will We Trust

St. Cecilia 11 10 11 6

JOSEPH BARNBY

2

And the heart

1. Still will we trust, though earth seems dark and drea - ry,

be t2 b2

faint

our

be - neath His chast - 'ning rod; Though rough and steep

d.

WILLIAM HENRY BURLEIGH

The

veil of sense hangs dark be-tween Thy bless-ed face and mine! A-men.

2

I see Thee not, I hear

ee not,
Yet art Thou oft with me;
And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot,

As where I meet with Thee.

3
Like some bright dream that comes unsought

When slumbers o'er me roll,
Thine image ever fills my thought,

And charms my ravished soul.

4
Yet though I have not seen, and still

Must rest in faith alone,
I love Thee, dearest Lord,-and will,

Unseen, but not unknown.

5
When death these mortal eyes shall seal,

And still this throbbing heart,
The rending veil shall Thee reveal

All glorious as Thou art. Amen.

RAY PALMER