gloom.

Now mid the rushing tide,
The Faithful One he sees
With arms spread open wide,
To bear him into Peace:
And in the world where he is gone,
They need no lamp nor light of sun.

II.

Down to that gloomy stream,
Creeps one in wild dismay;
The light of earthly joy
Fades gently, fades away:
There echo through the dismal shade,
Strange sounds by hideous monsters made.

The lamp he holds goes out--
O who can speak his pain!
For never shall he see
Its needed light again:
Victorious Death there boastful bides,
Twin Darkness his loud horror hides.

He lists with bated breath
Some friendly foot to hear,
With whispered word of hope,
Or lighted lamp draw near:
But foot of succour none doth sound,
While taunting demons sport around.

At length with piteous groan
He stumbles to the flood,--
A mortal made to know
The frowning love of God:
He sinks, he swims; now, all is o'er:
Hope must forsake him ever more.

JUDGEMENT.

L.
THE TESTING.

A day for solemn trial
Of men is drawing near,
Who has the hidden substance,
Who dross, will then appear.
O God, let me experience
Upon my heart thy grace;
That is the stamp and _image_
Alone that day can pass.

LI.
THE JUDGEMENT COME.

Hark, hark! methinks I hear a voice,
Swift piercing through the troubled sky:
"He comes, He comes; ye saints rejoice;
The end, the end of time, is nigh!

Ye saints from dust awake, awake,
To joys immortal wing your flight:
Of crowns, and harps, and thrones partake,
They are your endless, blood-bought right."

LII.
"COME, YE BLESSED!"

Lo! He comes on clouds of glory,
Circled by an angel-throng
Who proclaim His lofty titles
With their trumpets, loud and long.
Halleluiah,
Welcome, welcome, Son of Man!

Thousand thousands, myriad myriads
Bright attendants on the Lord,
See I rising from corruption,
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