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THE HYMN OF A SAD HEART.

Jesus, let me enter in,
Wrap me safe from noise and sin ;
Let me list the angels' songs,
See the picture of Thy wrongs ;

Let me kiss Thy wounded feet,
Drink Thine incense faint and sweet,
While the clear bells call Thee down
From Thine everlasting throne.

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At Thy doorstep low I bend,
Who have neither kin nor friend ;
Let me here a shelter find,
Shield the shorn lamb from the wind.

Jesu, Lord, my heart will break,
Save me for Thy great love's sake!

Rev. CHARLES KINGSLEY

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HE daylight has faded over the sea,

The shadows are gathering heavily,

The waters are moaning drearily, And there is no haven in sight for me, Only a black wild angry heaven,

Only a rolling, moaning sea,
And a small weak bark by the tempest driven

Hither and thither helplessly.-
For I am alone on this moaning sea !
Alone, alone, on the wild wide sea,

And God stands by in the dark by me,
And His silence is worse to bear than the moan

Of the dreary waters that will not stay ; And I am alone, yea, worse than alone,

For God stands by and has nothing to say.

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HOW I MET HIM WHO DIED FOR ME.

And Death is creeping over the sea,
Creeping over the drear black sea,
Creeping into the boat with me!

And he will sink the poor weak bark,

And I shall float out in the dreary dark, Dead, dead, on the wild wide sea !

A dead face up to the cruel sky! Dead eyes

that wearied sore for the light, A dead hand floating helplessly, Tired with hard rowing through all the night,

This is what Thou shalt see, O God! In Thy warm bright home beyond the cloud. Thou denied'st me light tho' it overflowed,

And there was not room for it all in heavenThou denied’st one ray unto me, O God !

By the wintry storm and the tempest driven. Thou shalt look on my lost face, God, and see What it was to die in the dark for me.

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But I cannot reach Him with this wild cry

I cannot reach Him with this poor hand;

Peaceful, He dwells in the peaceful land, And the smile on His face is untouched by me.

Only another eternity lost,

HOW I MET HIM WHO DIED FOR ME.

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Only another poor soul gone down,
Far out at sea, whilst He saileth on.
The
songs

of heaven are loud and sweet,
And thrill His heart with joy; it is meet
That He should not catch the far-off moan
Of another soul undone ! undone !

Here we part, O God !

Thou to Thy life and light,
To Thy home, where Thy dear ones gather to Thee;

I, to my death and night,
A lost thing, with nothing to do with Thee,
Drifting drearily out to sea.
Thou hast stood by in my long despair,
Thou hast shut from Thee

my

feeble prayer: Let us part, O God !

Thro' the darkness over the sea,
A voice came calling, calling to me ;-
And I thought, Someone else is out to-night,-
Out, out on the wild wide sea.
And through the darkness over the sea
Still that voice came calling to me;
Nearer and nearer it came to me,
And One came into the boat from the sea.

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HOW I MET HIM WHO DIED FOR ME.

The wind fell low round my little bark,
As a wounded hand touched mine in the dark,
And a weary brow on my breast was laid,
And a trembling voice, as of one in pain,
And done to death, in a whisper said,
“I had nowhere else to lay My head."
And it was thus He came to me.
I had spoken against Him bitterly,
As of one who sat smiling in heaven,
Smiling and resting peacefully,
Whilst I was perishing tempest-driven.
But it was thus He came to me,
Through the deep waters struggling on,
Where standing and foothold found He none,
The wild wind beating about His face,
Fainting and sinking in that dark place.
He had been weary and far from home,
Struggling, forsaken, alone, alone!

So out in the night, on the wild wide sea,
When the wind was beating drearily,
And the waters were moaning wearily,
I met with Him who died for me!

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