FAITH.

WE saw Thee not, when Thou didst tread,
O Saviour, this our sinful earth;
Nor heard Thy voice restore the dead,
And wake them to a second birth:
But we believe that Thou didst come,
And quit for us Thy glorious home.

We were not with the faithful few,

Who stood Thy bitter cross around,— Nor heard thy prayer for those who slew,

Nor felt that earthquake rock the ground;We saw no spear-wound pierce Thy side ;Yet we believe that Thou hast died.

No angels' message met our ear,

On that first glorious Easter-day,"The Lord is risen, He is not here;

Come see the place where Jesus lay!" But we believe that Thou didst quell The banded powers of Death and Hell.

We saw Thee not return on high,

And now, our longing sight to bless,
No ray of glory from the sky

Shines down upon our wilderness:
Yet we believe that Thou art there,
And seek Thee, Lord, in praise and prayer.

RUGBY HYMN-BOOK.

WEBB AND HUNT, CASTLE-STREET, LIVERPOOL.