STANZAS.

When I awake up after Thy likeness I shall be satisfied.

1.

But who can tell what joys shall make

The peace, the bliss, the love of Heaven!

Lord in thy likeness let me wake

And rise in all thy light, forgiven!

Else darker than this dreary earth,

Our long undying years shall be,

And who shall bear his second birth

To worse than Time—Eternity!

2.

Lord, in thy likeness let me wake,

So shall my soul be satisfied,

When from the mouldering tomb I break,

And see in clouds, the Lamb that died;

As roamed the dove the deluge dark,

My spirit roams Life’s troubled sea,

But thou shalt be the wanderer’s ark,

That knows no rest, till home with Thee.