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Are but His signs, Who lonely paced
The midnight waters drear. A spirit o'er the heaving waste
He seemed—they cried for fear.
Hark! in the gale how softly thrills
The voice that wakes the dead ! Happy, whose ear such music fills
By night upon his bed.
''Tis 1,” He saith be not afraid !"
Whether in ocean vast,
Strange woodland shapes are cast,
Or flickering shadows come and go
In weary hours of gloom, While midnight lamps burn dim and low,
Round some mysterious room,
One only spell hath power to soothe
When thoughts and dreams appal. Name thou His Name, Who is the Truth,
And He will hear thy call ;
As when new-risen on Easter night
Amid His own He stood, Fear with His sudden shade, calm might
Came with His Flesh and Blood ;
Him name in Faith, and softly make
The sign to Angels known.
In silence and alone.
“ Moses hid his face ; for he was afraid to look upon God.”
TEAR not away the veil, dear friend,
The heaven-protected flower :
It waits for sun and shower To woo it kindly forth in its own time, And when they come, untaught will know its hour of
Blame not the eye that from thee turns,
With tingling fire so bright,
Feeling thine eager sight, The lowly drooping brow, the stammering tongue, The giddy wavering thought, scarce knowing right
What if herein weak Nature own
Whose eye can ne'er depart
From our frail evil heart ?
The springs of silent awe, that dwell
When in His destined hour
He calls them out in power.
With quivering hands that closely fold
The Shepherd on the Mount
Adores the Living Fount Of pure unwasting fire : no glance he steals, But in his heart's deep joy the Dread Eye gazing
Feels it, and gladlier far would die
Till the Dread Voice return,
And he the lore may learn
Ere long to the same holy place
Upon the glory gaze,
Then onward bear the rays To Israel : priest and people from his glance Will shrink, as he from God's in that deep Horeb
Then tear we not the veil away,
The tender spirit's dream.
O let the deepening stream Might from the mountain-springs in silence draw. O mar we not His work, who trains His saints in