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Show jl tid Nil, ei tb Deitb tr Bit Wile. OsVaUwith unrelenting band, Hin-to-ueli, thy aim; Why this destroy the earthly joy Thin M,le mortals claim? Finn art the heart's affections set On ertry Jewel rare; Yet death mill take, though heart ' should break. And nave us In despair. Why Is k so, I ask my heart, Such ptwer to death la given!1 Amid itapnln, I ask again, U death the voice of heaven? If that dsn, then we must bow To Cod's alwlse decree ; And weihall find Ilia sovereign mind IlMliWaiug fun Hn, They'll of Ood once tasted death, Though Sun of (tod He waa; HeUwaa Hi. head. Ilia spirit fled AcMirdiag to Cod's laws. He lose fat triumph from the grave, For tof decreed it right; So siiiKttll die, and by and by, SJislI Dei again In might Yet, a ea-h idol of the heart Is tnksj from us here, We vntidsr why that they should lie In death', embrace, an snrpl And couH we shape our destinies. This law 'd never know; And. all through life, we'd ne'rknuw strife. We'd nap but neVvr sow. Alan! tin heart ia pained by death, When same dear form la stilled, 11 uiiail tarda tie; 'tis Cod's decroa, And f III word must be filled. Thus in 'Ws wisdom, which is Just, ' lie t.. ns as I La wlHi , , ., v Yet He'll provide on every side A grace forever? III. And as Ilia Oosel reassures A balm for every fear, ' So from each hoart our God may atari A smile for every tear. James Hood. tast Mill Creek, May let, 1WTS. |
