STANZAS.
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Weep not, though lonely and wild be thy path,
And the storm may be gathering round,
There is One who can shield from the hurricanes


wrath,


And that One may forever be found
He is with thee, around thee He lists TO thy cry,
And thy tears are recorded by Him,
A pillar of fire, He will be to thine eye.
Whose brightness no shadow can dim.
Oh, follow it still through the darkness ofnight,
In safety twill lead to the morrow;
'ris not like the meteor of ear'hs tickle light,
Often quenched In deusion and sorrow
For pure is the beam, and unfading the ray,
And the tempests assal it in vain;
When the mists Of this world are all vanish'j


away,


In its brightness it still will remain.
And weep not that none are around thee to love,
For Father is with thee to bless;
And if sriefs have exalted thy spirit above,
Oh say, would thou wish for one less
lie is with thee, whose favor foreveris life;
Could mortal heart guard thee SO we'll
Oh hush the vain wst-calm thy bosom's wild


strife,


And forbid but thought to rebel.