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, we depart Having one. _Laus Deo_,--on this rock (Heaven chiseled squarely good) Stands His Church-- God is Love and understood By His flock. _Laus Deo_, night starlit Slumbers not in God's embrace; Then oh, man! Like this stone be in thy place; Stand, not sit. Cold, silent, stately stone, Dirge and song and shoutings low, In thy heart Dwell serene,--and sorrow? No, It has none, _Laus Deo_! FEED MY SHEEP. Shepherd, show me how to go O'er the hillside steep, How to gather, how to sow, How to feed Thy sheep; I will listen for Thy voice, Lest my footsteps stray, I will follow and rejoice All the rugged way. Thou wilt bind the stubborn will, Wound the callous breast, Make self righteousness be still, Break earth's stupid rest; Strangers on a barren shore Lab'ring long and lone-- We would enter by the door, And Thou know'st Thine own. So when day grows dark and cold, Tear or triumph harms, Lead Thy lambkins to the fold, Take them in Thine arms; Feed the hungry, heal the heart, Till the morning's beam; White as wool, ere they depart-- Shepherd, wash them clean. CHRIST MY REFUGE. O'er waiting harpstrings of the mind There sweeps a strain, Low, sad, and sweet, whose measures bind The power of pain And wake a white-winged angel throng Of thoughts, illumed By faith, and breathed in raptured song, With love perfumed. Then His unveiled, sweet mercies show Life's burdens light. We kiss the cross, and wait to know A world more bright. And o'er earth's troubled, angry sea We see Christ walk, And come to us, and tenderly, Divinely talk. Thus Truth engrounds me on the Rock Upon Life's shore; 'Gainst which the winds and waves can shock, Oh, nevermore! From tired joy and grief afar, And nearer Thee,-- Father, where Thine own children are, I love to be. My prayer, some daily good to do To Thine, for Thee,-- Some offering pure of Love, whereto God leadeth me. NOTE.--The land whereon stands The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston, was first purchased by the church and society. Owing to a heavy loss they were unable to pay the mortgage, therefore I paid it and through trustees gave back the land to the church. In 1892 I had to recover the land from the trustees, reorganize the church, an
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