THE DOOR OF THE SEPULCHRE.
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THE DOOR OF THE SEPULCHRE.
Blessed is the people that know the joyful sound: they shall walk, Lord, in the light of Thy countenance."—Ps. lxxxix. 15.
Beyond the stars that shine in silvery glory,
Beyond the calm, sweet moon,
Up the bright ladder saints have trod before thee,
Soul! thou shalt venture soon.
Beyond the calm, sweet moon,
Up the bright ladder saints have trod before thee,
Soul! thou shalt venture soon.
Secure with Him who sees thy heart-sick yearning,
Safe in His arms of love,
Thou shalt exchange thy midnight for the morning,
And thy fair home above.
Safe in His arms of love,
Thou shalt exchange thy midnight for the morning,
And thy fair home above.
Oh, it is sweet to watch the world's night wearing,
The Sabbath morn steal on;
Sweeter it were the vineyard labor sharing,
Sweetest—the labor done.
The Sabbath morn steal on;
Sweeter it were the vineyard labor sharing,
Sweetest—the labor done.
All finished, all! the conflict and the sorrow;
Earth's anguished dream is o'er:
Deathless there dawns for thee a nightless morrow
Upon a stormless shore.
Earth's anguished dream is o'er:
Deathless there dawns for thee a nightless morrow
Upon a stormless shore.
Patience, then! patience! Soon the pang of dying
Shall all forgotten be;
And thou, through rolling spheres rejoicing, flying
Beyond the waveless sea,
Shall all forgotten be;
And thou, through rolling spheres rejoicing, flying
Beyond the waveless sea,
