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Love only knoweth whence it came, And comprehendeth love.

4 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet A present help is he;

And faith has still its Olivet,

And love its Galilee.

5 The healing of his seamless dress. Is by our beds of pain;

We touch him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again.

To bring the Lord Christ down; In vain we search the lowest deeps, For him no depths can drown:

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Our lips of childhood frame; The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with his name. John G. Whittier, 1807

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2 The task thy wisdom hath assigned,
O let me cheerfully fulfill!
In all my works thy presence find,
And prove thy good and perfect will.

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Give me to bear thine easy yoke,
And every moment watch and pray;
And still to things eternal look,

And hasten to thy glorious day.

4 Fain would I still for thee employ Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given,

And run my course with even joy,
And closely walk with thee to heaven.

Rev. Charles Wesley, 1708