The kind, the brave, the true, the sweet, Who walk with us 2 'Tis hard to take the burden up, When these have laid it down; They softened every frown: When we are troubled sore; Although they are no more. 3 More homelike seems the vast unknown, Since they have entered there; Wherever they may fare; On any sea or shore; JOHN W. CHADWICK. 561 MELITA L. M. 61. JOHN B. DYKES 4 4 (d=104) E. ter - nal Fa - ther! strong to save, Whose arm hath bound the 2 ( Christ! Whose voice the waters heard And give, for wild confusion, peace; And hushed their raging at Thy word, Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee Our brethren shield in danger's hour; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, 3 Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood Protect them whereso'er they go; Upon the chaos dark and rude, Thus evermore shall rise to Thee And bid its angry tumult cease, Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. Amen. WILLIAM WHITING |