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MARAH.
Not a sound disturbs the silence;
None beside hath heard the words,
Or the listening soul's responses,
Echoing from its thrilling chords.
None beside hath heard the words,
Or the listening soul's responses,
Echoing from its thrilling chords.
God is true, who gave the promise;
God, who ne'er forsakes his own,
Sendeth to her waiting spirit
Love's last message from the Throne.
God, who ne'er forsakes his own,
Sendeth to her waiting spirit
Love's last message from the Throne.
Angel cohorts fence the valley,
As upon their charge they wait;
Hush their songs to hear her praises
Floating through the pearly gate.
As upon their charge they wait;
Hush their songs to hear her praises
Floating through the pearly gate.
Hark! the Rest-Bell sweet and solemn:
"Now thy noontide work is done;
Come and rest with Me for ever!"—
Christ's last message from the Throne.
"Now thy noontide work is done;
Come and rest with Me for ever!"—
Christ's last message from the Throne.
MARAH.
Exodus xv. 25. Isaiah xiii. 12.
The bitter stream of Marah,—
How did I quail and shrink,
As, thirsting in the desert,
I trembling stooped to drink!
How did I quail and shrink,
As, thirsting in the desert,
I trembling stooped to drink!
