LOVE divine, whose constant beam And waits to bless us while we dream! All souls that struggle and aspire, All hearts of prayer, by thee are lit; And, dim or clear, thy tongues of fire On dusky tribes and centuries sit. Nor bounds nor clime nor creed thou know'st; Wide as our need thy favors fall: The white wings of the Holy Ghost 7. BENEDICTION. 1 Our Father! we thank thee for sleep, We bless the kind care that doth keep Oh, how in their weakness, shall children repay Our voices shall utter thy praise, Our hearts shall o'erflow with thy love; And lift us earth's trials above! The heart's true affection is all we can give; So long as thou seest it right That here upon earth we should stay, And when all the days of this life shall be o'er, 2 Poor and needy though I be, God Almighty cares for me! Gives me clothing, shelter, food,- Bids them bear me in their hands; Life and all descend from God. Man, we for his kindness love; Thanks for all that we receive; |