VOL. Nv. NO. l5A

Am Is m, slcry hefo-e lhre.
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All is my s,cry before Thee,


But in peace, and love, and faith,
And with hope attended, sail'st thou
on upon the ship of Death.
Undsmayed, my noble sailor,


Spread. then, spread thy canvas out;
Spirit, On 4 sea of ether


Soon shalt thou scIenely float!
Where the deeps no plumme, soundeih,
Fear no hidden breakers there,
And The tanning wing Of angels


Shall thy bark right onward bear.
Quit now, full Of heart and comfort,


These 3zores-they are ot earth.
Where the rosy clouds are parting.


Tlere the Blessed Isles loom forth.
Seest thou now lhy San Salvador


Hin, thy Saviour, thou shalt hail,
Where no storms of earth shall reach thee,
Where thy hope shall no more fail.