Let thy promise be fulfill d,
Thou hast said, " I will return !"
2 Gracious leader, now appear,
Shine upon us with thy light!
Like the spring, when thou art near,
Days and suns are doubly bright.
3 As a mother counts the days
Till her absent son she see,
Longs and watches, weeps and prays,
So our spirits long for thee.
4 Come and let us feel thee nigh,
Then thy sheep shall feed in peace ;
Plenty bless us from on high,
Evil from amongst us cease.
5 With thy love and voice and aid,
Thou canst every care assuage ;
Then we shall not be afraid,
Though the world and Satan rage.
6 Thus each day for thee we ll spend,
While our callings we pursue ;
And the thoughts of such a friend
Shall each night our joy renew.
7 Let thy light be ne er withdrawn,
Golden days afford us long!
Thus we pray at early dawn,
This shall be our evening song.
77.
A Brand plucked out of the Fire.—Zech. iii, 1-5.
1 WITH Satan, my accuser, near,
My spirit trembled when I saw
The Lord in majesty appear,
And heard the language of his law.
2 In vain I wisli d and strove to hide
The tatter d filthy rags I wore : _
Wliile my fierce foe insulting cried,
" See what vou trusted in before!"
