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m--not a ray Of all his glory there appears, And oft we thread our darkened way, Trembling with anxious doubts and fears. 5 Yet faith still looks beyond the gloom, While hope's bright star illumes our night; Pilgrims of earth! though dark the tomb, It leads to scenes of bliss and light. 632. C. M. Moore. "He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds." 1 O Thou who driest the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee! 2 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. 3 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears Is dimmed and vanished too; 4 O, who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above? 5 Then sorrow touched by thee grows bright, With more than rapture's ray; The darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day. 633. C. M. Drummond. "God is our refuge and strength; a very present help in trouble." 1 Bereft of all, when hopeless care Would sink us to the tomb, O what can save us from despair? What dissipate the gloom? 2 No balm that earthly plants distil Can soothe the mourner's smart; No mortal hand with lenient skill Bind up the broken heart. 3 But One alone, who reigns above, Our woe to peace can turn, And light the lamp of joy and love That long has ceased to burn. 4 Then, O my soul, to that One flee, To God thy woes reveal; His eye alone thy wounds can see, His hand alone can heal. 634. L. M. Montgomery. The Same. 1 God is our refuge and defence, In trouble our unfailing aid; Secure in his omnipotence, What foe can make our soul afraid? 2 Yea, though the earth's foundations rock, And mountains down the gulf be hurled, His people smile amid the shock, They look beyond this transient world. 3 There is a river pure and bright, Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains, Where, in eternity of
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