206 DE PROFUNDIS. Through dark and dearth, through fire and frost, And having in Thy life-depth thrown MRS. E. B. BROWNING. LOVE OUR RESTING-PLACE. N the great love of God I lean, Love of the Infinite, Unseen, With nought of heaven or earth between. His love is all I need of bliss. Once and for ever reconciled, The sinful with the Undefiled, I walk with Him, His trustful child; My troubled conscience pacifies. In the calm light of God I move, 208 LOVE OUR RESTING-PLACE. To the dear home of God I press, O home and seat of glorious life, Beyond the tumult and the strife. He keeps me from all want and ill, His peace and joy my spirit fill, O loving Seeker of the lost, How great for me Thy toil and cost! To Him my helpless spirit clings, He bears me as on eagle's wings, Through sorrow and through joy He brings; He loves from the eternal past, His tender mercies ever last. BONAR. HOU, Lord, art Love, and everywhere Beneath, on earth, Thy footstool fair, Above, on heaven, Thy throne. Thy word is love, in lines of gold In Nature we Thy steps behold, Thy ways are love, though they transcend Our feeble range of sight; They wind through darkness to their end In everlasting light. P 210 GOD IS LOVE. Thy thoughts are love, and Jesus is The living voice they find; His love lights up the vast abyss Of the eternal mind. Thy chastisements are love,—more deep Our spirits nearer Thine. Thy heaven is the abode of love; O blessed Lord! that we May there, when Time's dim shades remove, There, with Thy resting saints, to fall Adoring round the throne, When all shall love Thee, Lord, and all Shall in Thy love be one! REV. J. D. BURNS. |