Forgiveness.
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DEAR SAVIOUR, TO THEE.
Dear Saviour, to Thee, to Thy bosom I would fly,
When dark flows the tide of despair;
Sheltered there, I could those billows defy,
And my soul no danger would fear.
When dark flows the tide of despair;
Sheltered there, I could those billows defy,
And my soul no danger would fear.
And Saviour, to Thee, to Thy bosom I would fly,
When gay are the highways of earth;
Clinging close to the cross when temptations are nigh,
My soul would be guided by truth.
When gay are the highways of earth;
Clinging close to the cross when temptations are nigh,
My soul would be guided by truth.
Whatever betides, to Thy bosom I would fly,
To find there a refuge of peace,
Where the Lord wipes ev'ry tear from the eye,
And bids the soul's tempest to cease.
To find there a refuge of peace,
Where the Lord wipes ev'ry tear from the eye,
And bids the soul's tempest to cease.
FORGIVENESS.
Fair as a rainbow in summer
After a chilling blast,
Is the sweet smile of forgiveness
When anger's clouds are past.
After a chilling blast,
Is the sweet smile of forgiveness
When anger's clouds are past.
For hearts estranged by mere trifles,
Are united again,
If both will relent and forget
A transient throe of pain.
Are united again,
If both will relent and forget
A transient throe of pain.
