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Thy voice was heard by many a bounding heart,
In youth's gay hour;

And counsel from thy lips might well impart
A chastening power.

But soon thy course was finished: Heaven's decree
Its mandate gave;

Thy pathway led beyond the billowy sea,-
The ocean wave :

And there, upon thy Master's service gone,
And hand in hand

With him, thy own, thy best beloved one,
'Twas thine to stand.

Ready to meet thy Lord, and see His face,
In clearer light :-

Thy walk had been a pilgrimage of grace ;—
But now thy sight,

Thy ravished sight beholds Him, and thine
No longer dim,

Where Jesus gives thee immortality,
Looks full on Him.

He is thy morning-star, the ethereal beam
That here on earth,

Waked up thy soul to an unfading dream,—
Thy glory's birth.

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Thy statutes have been my songs in the house of my pilgrimage."PSALM CXix. 54.