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He claims-and can'st thou still neglect
No more a man of sorrows-see
A Conquerer now, he calls on thee
With songs of thankfulness and praise,
ON THE DEATH OF CHRISTIAN FRIENDS.
To those bright realms where sorrows cease,
Pursue the path- the narrow way,
Though clouds may gather all around, And fright us with their dreadful sound; Though friends depart, and none remain, Yet, doubt not-We shall meet again!
Away those tears! no longer weep;
Believe on Him-let faith prevail-
R. R. B.
THE CHRISTIAN'S LIFE-BOAT.
BY MISS AGNES STRICKLAND.
WHEN guilt's dread delusions and passions controul
And assail the frail bark of the tempesttost soul;
And pleasure's gay convoy is scattered and
And she drifts o'er the wild waves deserted and lone
What power can preserve her from wreck, while within
She sinks with her burden of sorrow and
As the lightnings of conscience reveal her dark path
Towards the gulph of destruction and billows of wrath.
Nay, fear not, sad vessel! though tempests deform
The vexed ocean of life-there's a hope midst the storm;
The Life-boat of Mercy, unpurchased and
An ark of salvation, for lost ones like thee!
That Life-boat the love of a Saviour has
Its passport is faith, and its harbour is Heaven;
Where the Christian finds rest from his conflicts and care,
And the sinner a refuge from endless despair!
BY BERNARD BARTON.
"WE MEET AGAIN!" A sound to love,
'Tis cause of grateful joy to meet