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Till selfifh paflion, ftrife, and wrong
And thy creation be complete,
Rev. S. Longfellow.
PEACE ON EARTH.
OFOR the coming of the end,
For men in fhips far off at sea
The song of peace and liberty,
Mankind fhall be one brotherhood;
One human soul fhall fill the earth, And God fhall say, "The world is good
As when I gave it birth."
THE WAY, THE TRUTH, AND THE LIFE.
OTHOU great Friend to all the sons of men, Who once appeared in humbleft guise below, Sin to rebuke, to break the captive's chain,
And call thy brethren forth from want and woe, —
We look to thee! thy truth is ftill the Light
Stumbling and falling in disaftrous night,
Yes; thou art ftill the Life, thou art the Way
The holieft know; Light, Life, the Way of heaven!
And they who deareft hope and deepeft pray
Toil by the Light, Life, Way, which thou haft given.
Rev. Theodore Parker.
THE POWER OF JESUS.
STRONG-SOULED Reformer, whose far-seeing faith Of lifted cry and tumult had no need,—
Who ftayedft the lightnings of thy holy wrath
Thy living word sprang from the heart of man
Eternal word of love and liberty:
Fearless thou gav'ft it to the winds again;
'T was Manhood's native tongue, and could not die.
To thy dear brotherhood life's pulses leap;
And wakening ages answer, deep to deep.
Rev. S. 'Johnson. AFFLICTION.
BLESSED ARE THEY THAT MOURN.
FROM lips divine, like healing balm
Unto the hopes by sorrow crufhed
A noble faith succeeds;
The fruit of loving deeds.
How rich, how sweet, how full of ftrength,
Our human spirits are, Baptized into the sanctities
Of suffering and of prayer!
Yes, heavenly wisdom, love divine,
"O blefled are the hearts that mourn;
THE GUIDING HAND.
IS this the way, my Father? 'T is, my child.
Thy peaceful home above.
But enemies are round! Yes, child, I know
Only seek ftrength above.
My Father, it is dark! Child, take my hand,
'Midft glory bright above.
My footfteps seem to flide! Child, only raise
Me for each ftep above.
O Father, I am weary! Child, lean thy head
"Reft, reft for aye, above."