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This is the day of all earth's days the best ;-
Died as a sacrifice for man's great guilt,
71. NEW YEAR'S DAY, 1859. Hail to the day I am allow'd to see,
Though helpless on the bed of sickness laid,-
And this year millions more, to death betray'd, Will reach their doom. For them I've earnest pray'd,
"Lord, give them faith in thy salvation free!" Three quarter-centuries of years my own
Will end their flight this day in winter's cold:
When thou wilt all the fallen nations raise,
72. DONATI'S COMET, 1858.
Strange Comet, with thy long, curv'd tail so bright, Hast thou before e'er visited our sphere?
From what dark depths of space dost thou draw near?
What is thy aim thus blazing on our sight?
Thou art not free; thou comest at his will,
Perchance on thee some, doom'd to woe, may dwell,
Some demon-spirits, whose abode is hell!
EXECUTION FOR MURDER, 1630.
Alas, among the Pilgrims came there one
Not of their church nor of their heart and mind,
The Pilgrim Company disclos'd their plan:-
Without revenge, with purpose stern they said—
ONENESS WITH GOD. John 17.
Friends of the Son of God! How blest are ye,
He meant a Oneness in the Truth, 'tis clear,
Oneness of soul, of spirit, and of mind ;-
Lord! on our souls each grace and virtue trace, So shall we see God's glory in thy face!
75. ON MY BIRTH-DAY. Written Jan. 2, 1859. While fourscore years wanting but five have fled, The author of my frame hath it sustain'd. This morning's light my waiting vision gain'd With thankful joy. What multitudes are dead,— The earth twice emptied,—since on infant's bed My blood began to run in circuits train'd?— Destroying angel who but God restrain'd? The past how doom'd hereafter will be read: I pray the Lord from heav'n, for me who died, Me to assist the future so to spend Becoming one to Him by faith allied;So when, as He shall order, life shall end, A new and glorious life will then begin With God in heav'n, eternal, without sin!
GOD AND HIS SON.
76. There is a God the universe doth show,
By whom were form'd the countless stars on high, Which glitter in the wide, o'erarching sky; All angel forms above and men below. There is a God, who reigns supreme, we know; Yet is he not alone; his presence nigh, In glory streaming on th' uplifted eye, Sits one, to whom all holy angels bow. Lo, near God's heav'nly throne, at his right hand His only Son,-God's image true and bright,— With various gifts divine endow'd, doth stand To execute his Father's will with might.
By him God made and rules all worlds above;
77. ON MARTYRS.
There's no man great like him, who dares to die;
But when the God of grace and pow'r is nigh,
When kindling flames wrap him in agony,
John Huss, and Jerome, and a noble host A vict'ry gain'd.—Not in the hero's pride, But in such men,-of God sustain'd,-we boast.
Ye Bigots! When the martyrs take their crown,
TO REV. DR. SPRING, NEW YORK. Old Soldier of the Son of God, the Lord! For half a cent'ry hast thou kept the field, And never didst thou to the foe yet yield;
Thine arms divine, the Spirit and the Word; Truth, faith, and pray'r, these all in sweet accord. Nor have thy wondrous vict'ries been conceal'd; Some to thy Master's glory are reveal'd,
E'en now th' achievements of his flaming sword. Be thou, my friend, yet faithful unto death;
Then, when the blood-stain'd heroes too must die, And proudest despots yield their fleeting breath, And all shall meet before the throne on high,
While justice drives the lost ones down to hell,
PERSEVERANCE IN CHRIST'S SERVICE.
My friends, be firm and faithful to the last,
Array'd in form most gladd'ning to your sight,
Then shall the Savior, whom ye serve and love, Transport you to his throne, near God's, above!