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, to help him live--or die! And with the pang a thought Breaks o'er me like the sun, Of the great listening Love which caught Those accents every one, Nor lost one faintest word, but always, always heard. The monk his vigil pale Could lighten with a smile, The sailor's courage need not fail Upon his lonely isle; For there, as here, by sea or land, the pitying Lord stood close at hand. O coward heart of mine! When storms shall beat again, Hold firmly to this thought divine, As anchorage in pain: That, lonely though thou seemest to be, the Lord is near, remembering thee. COMMUNION. What is it to commune? It is when soul meets soul, and they embrace As souls may, stooping from each separate sphere For a brief moment's space. What is it to commune? It is to lay the veil of custom by, To be all unafraid of truth to talk, Face to face, eye to eye. Not face to face, dear Lord; That is the joy of brighter worlds to be; And yet, Thy bidden guests about Thy board, We do commune with Thee. Behind the white-robed priest Our eyes, anointed with a sudden grace, Dare to conjecture of a mighty guest, A dim beloved Face. And is it Thou, indeed? And dost Thou lay Thy glory all away To visit us, and with Thy grace to feed Our hungering hearts to-day? And can a thing so sweet, And can such heavenly condescension be? Ah! wherefore tarry thus our lingering feet? It can be none but Thee. There is the gracious ear That never yet was deaf to sinner's call; We will not linger, and we dare not fear, But kneel,--and tell Thee all. We tell Thee of our sin Only half loathed, only half wished away, And those clear eyes of Love that look within Rebuke us, seem to say,-- "O, bought with my own blood, Mine own, for whom my precious life I gave, Am I so little prized, remembered, loved, By those I died to save?" And under that deep gaze Sorrow awakes; we kneel with eyelids wet, And marvel, as with Peter at the gate, That we could so forget, We tell Thee of our care, Of the sore burden, pressing day by day, And in the light and pity of Thy face The burden
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