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THE FUTURE LIFE.
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 There is life beyond this life of ours, Where griefs must cease and anguish lose it's

 power

 For high, for low, for r.ch-for all unblest, That life is open, and there all may rest. As on we go, still toiling day by day, Darkness above, and horror round our way, False friends without, and falser ones within, Curse with Sins evils. and yet loving sin Dead to the beauty that would come abroad From all the grandeur of the works of Cop ; And dumb so oft, to voices from on high, Offering to cheer us mid life's agony; o, yes ! there yet is, far beyond tn is shore, A land of rest where anguish stings no more o art theu one who entered first on life With heart eager for its dusty strife, Dreaming of nothing save path all flowers, Or soft winds whispering through Eden's bow

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 Thinking mankind were ever what they seem Truth on their lips, which truth they will re-

 deem,

 And deeming too sweet health should ever fire Each bounding limb, and every pulse inspire, Yet dragging now along life's sorrowing path, Frownd on by men, and frighten'd by Cons

 wrath,

 And seeing nothing from the future giv en To lend one lingering smile toaoards Heaven o, deem thou not life curs'd thus ever here, There is another and etern al year! And ah the loss while here, for want of eye To pierce the dim veil of lu!urity- And oh the gain oi him who walks abroad, And sees earth wear the garments of God ! The broad hea ven puts on etherial glew, And the green world seems deck'd for Edan's Breathe the soft winds and gush the streams w ith voice

 Tobid the spiiit of the world rejoice Twitterthe birds, and rustic the green trees. With soft music freightening the pure breeze Fen the hoarse forest and the echong shore Say the heart, Be still and weep no more! Thus all around us may some goodness give: When the poor heart Is fitted to receive- Seasons that change, cold winter and mild spring. | Summer to charm, and autumn fruits to bring Each varying object as We onward go, l Saying Be still nor faint beneath the blow o thou then iainting on the dusty road, That leads though hidden, to the mount O. 1 God,

 Ask for the truth. leok in and look arount Seek the high record where all truth is fouud And see there set before thee the low way Thy feet must take wouldst thou behold tht day The far>of brightness streaming from tht throne,

 To cheer the on and tsach that land thine own