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From ht Southern Lfierary Messenger THE WIPES PRAYER FOR HER HUSBAND

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From tt Sopfbcf7, LHerarg Messenger. TIE WIPES PRAYER FOR HER HUSBAND

 AT SEA Oh Thou who art of friends, ihc | arest, Hear Thou my prayer For him, whe ReXt to Thee, is nearest, Whose love, next thine, ny cheifest care. Thy skill has wrought the deep emotion Of human love, Treuhling the spirit of witlwild commotion, ulke the peaceiulness above; Then pity Thou the boding sorrow, Through darkness blind Forseeing mol SO far as to tha morrow. Save presage of some ito find Thou, on the far-oifseas discerning That speck so small That 'verY lit thing" moi spurning, Keep Thou tle kaeque that holds ny all! Oh lay thy genilesi hand, protecting, On that dear he1h, Each wind and wave in love directing, Rocking in peace his ocean bed. And give thine angels charge concerning. Each loetstep ash. Lesf needless. thonghtess, blindly turning. Against some i'll, his spirit dash. In holy, goa-lke deeds, abeanding, And heay 'ny grace, Each tranquil hope his heart surrounding, Show him Thy secret hiding-place. From all the grief my spirit measures. Oh shelter him From anguish that the heart-string severs, From tears, that make yopth's eyes grow dim, And eh ey loneliness, so dreary, My widowed heart, In hnnrs. when hope itself IS weary. Sooth thon with Heavens uncquaed art One boon.--one more I crave l--oh, hear me, Bring him again. With blessings bae9, te love and cheer ne Let, let not this one prayer be yain Father of every friend, tie ,iearestt, Hear Thou my prayer. For him, who next to Thee, is nearest, Whose love, next Thine, ,smy eheifest earel

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