RELIGION.
Religion! pure and heavenly guest,
Possessed of thee, I feel I'm blest!
Though every other hope depart,
Still may I clasp thee to my heart.
Possessed of thee, I feel I'm blest!
Though every other hope depart,
Still may I clasp thee to my heart.
When sickness, sorrow, pain, or dread,
Had gathered thickly o'er my head,
Ye bade the waves of sorrow cease,
And pointed to the paths of peace.
Had gathered thickly o'er my head,
Ye bade the waves of sorrow cease,
And pointed to the paths of peace.
When hopes that o'er my spirit threw
A radiant light, like evening dew,
Had faded from the earth away,
Swift as a meteor's passing ray,—
A radiant light, like evening dew,
Had faded from the earth away,
Swift as a meteor's passing ray,—
