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THE DOOR OF THE SEPULCHRE.

Shalt see that way where now thy Lord doth lead thee;
   His darkest dealings trace;
And by those fountains where His love will feed thee,
   Behold Him face to face.

Then bow thy head; and God shall give thee meekness
   Bravely to do His will:
So shall arise His glory in thy weakness.
   O struggling soul, be still!

Dark clouds are His pavilion, shining o'er thee;
   Thy heart must recognize
The veiled Shekinah moving; on before thee,
   Too bright to meet thine eyes.

Behold the wheel that straightly moves, and fleetly
   Performs the sovereign word.
Thou know'st His suffering love: then, suffering meetly,
   Follow thy loving Lord.

Watch on the tower, and listen by the gateway:
   Fear not to wait alone.
Take thou thy spices, and some angel straightway
   Shall roll away the stone.

Go to thy brethren: say thy Lord hath risen,
   And risen but to save;
Toll of the might that breaks the captive's prison,
   Of life beyond the grave.