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NIGHT SONG.

Be thou still!

Vainly all thy words are spoken ;
Till the Word of God hath broken
Life's dark mysteries-good or ill-
Be thou still!

Sleep thou still!

'Tis thy Father's work of grace,
Wait thou yet before His face,
He'll thy sure deliverance will
Keep thou still!

Lord my God!

By thy grace, O may I be
All-submission, silently,

To the chastenings of thy rod;
Lord my God!

Shepherd, King!

From thy fullness, grant to me

Still, yet fearless faith in Thee,

Till, from night the day shall spring!
Shepherd, King!

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UPWARD!

PWARD, where the stars are burning,
Silent silent in their turning

Round the never-changing pole ;
Upward, where the sky is brightest,
Upward, where the blue is lightest,
Lift I now my longing soul!

Far above that arch of gladness,
Far beyond those clouds of sadness,
Are the many mansions fair!
Far from pain, and sin, and folly.
In that palace of the holy,

I would find my mansion there!

Where the glory brightly dwelleth,
Where the new song sweetly swelleth,
And the discord never comes;
Where life's stream is ever laving,
And the palm is ever waving—

That must be the home of homes!

Where the Lamb on high is seated,
By ten thousand voices greeted,

Lord of lords and King of kings!

HE KNOWETH ALL.

Son of man, they crown, they crown Him! Son of God, they own, they own Him! With His name the palace rings !

Blessing, honor, without measure,
Heavenly riches, earthly treasure,
Lay we at His blessed feet!
Poor the praise that now we render:
Loud shall be our voices yonder,
When before His Throne we meet

HE KNOWETH ALL.

THE twilight falls, the night is near,

my work away,

And kneel to One who bends to hear
The story of the day.

The old, old story; yet I kneel
To tell it at Thy call;

And cares grow lighter as I feel

That Jesus knows them all.

Yes, all! The morning and the night,
The joy, the grief, the loss,

The roughened path, the sunbeam bright,
The hourly thorn and cross.

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HOMEWARDS.

Thou knowest all-I lean my head,
My weary eyelids close;

Content and glad awhile to tread
This path, since Jesus knows!

And He has loved me! All my heart
With answering love is stirred,
And every anguished pain and smart
Finds healing in the Word.

So here I lay me down to rest,
As nightly shadows fall,

And lean, confiding, on His breast,
Who knows and pities all!

HOMEWARDS!

ROPPING down the troubled river

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To the tranquil, tranquil shore;
Dropping down the misty river,
Time's willow-shaded river,

To the spring-embosomed shore;
Where the sweet light shineth ever,
And the sun goes down no more.
O wondrous, wondrous shore!

Dropping down the winding river,
To the wide and welcome sea:

HOMEWARDS.

Dropping down the narrow river,
Man's weary, wayward river,
To the blue and ample sea;
Where no tempest wrecketh ever
Where the sky is fair and free;
O joyous, joyous sea!

Dropping down the noisy river,

To our peaceful, peaceful home; Dropping down the turbid river, Earth's bustling, crowded river, To our gentle, gentle home; Where the rough roar riseth never, And the vexings cannot come; O loved and longed for home!

Dropping down the eddying river,

With a Helmsman true and tried Dropping down the perilous riverMortality's dark river,

With a sure and Heavenly Guide;
Even Him who, to deliver

My soul from death, hath died,
O Helmsman, true and tried!

Dropping down the rapid river,

To the dear and deathless land; Dropping down the well-known river, Life's swoll'n and rushing river.

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