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r Pope. THE PRESENCE I sit within my room and joy to find That thou who always lov'st art with me here; That I am never left by thee behind, But by thyself thou keep'st me ever near. The fire burns brighter when with thee I look, And seems a kindlier servant sent to me; With gladder heart I read thy holy book, Because thou art the eyes with which I see; This aged chair, that table, watch, and door Around in ready service ever wait; Nor can I ask of thee a menial more To fill the measure of my large estate; For thou thyself, with all a Father's care, Where'er I turn art ever with me there. --Jones Very. BLESSED THOUGHT OF GOD One thought I have--my ample creed, So deep it is and broad, And equal to my every need-- It is the thought of God. Each morn unfolds some fresh surprise, I feast at life's full board; And rising in my inner skies, Shines forth the thought of God. At night my gladness is my prayer; I drop my daily load, And every care is pillowed there Upon the thought of God. I ask not far before to see, But take in trust my road; Life, death, and immortality, Are in my thought of God. To this their secret strength they owed The martyr's path who trod; The fountains of their patience flowed From out their thought of God. Be still the light upon my way, My pilgrim staff and rod, My rest by night, my strength by day, O blessed thought of God. --Frederick Lucian Hosmer. EVENTIDE At cool of day with God I walk My garden's grateful shade; I hear his voice among the trees, And I am not afraid. I see his presence in the night-- And though my heart is awed I do not quail before the sight Or nearness of my God. He speaks to me in every wind, He smiles from every star; He is not deaf to me, nor blind, Nor absent, nor afar. His hand, that shuts the flowers to sleep, Each in its dewy fold, Is strong my feeble life to keep, And competent to hold. I cannot walk in darkness long, My light is by my side; I cannot stumble or go wrong While following such a guide. He is my stay and my defense; How shall I fail or fall? My helper is Omnipotence! My rule
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