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O let me stay with Thee In living, lonely fellowship!
Do Thou my spirit hide
Deep in Thy Heart of Love : Spare not the earthly part in me;
But with my soul abide !
Now, towards Eternity, On through this foreign land of Time ! My Faithful Guide, hold fast !
From self and all things, save ;And draw me onwards, nearer Home,
To see Thy Face at last !
(ZEUCH MICH NUR.)
Draw me within Thyself, with all the being that is mine, Strong Magnet that hast touched me with Thy Force of
Love Divine ; That, through its hidden influence, my spirit's craving
quest May nevermore in aught that is not Thee discern its rest. All else is far too narrow ;-in Thyself it must abide: In Thine Own Element its hunger must be satisfied. From self, and from all creatures, draw me forth, cost
what it may : O draw me-only draw me! let all bonds be torn away, Until I land in Thee, The Blessed Haven of my peace ; Then shall my weary course, and all my thirst and hunger
cease. When Thee Thyself I shall embrace within the soul's
deep ground, There shall my will lie broken, and in quiet rest be
My lips shall keep still silence, and in awe my spirit
bend : Those deep words, “ I am satisfied," my soul shall com
DYING THOUGHTS OF A FAITHFUL SOUL.
(STERBENSGEDANKEN EINER GLÄUBIGEN SEELE.)
Thus, step by step, my journey to The Infinite draws
nigh: Thus, unobserved, the short life-course has quickly fleeted
Where now remains so many a day;—and where so many
a year? What hath the passing soul from that which yesterday was
Thou God of all Eternity, Who gaved'st life to me ;-
I close my weary eyes, and say "Goodnight” to what is
seen; “Goodnight” to all the Dreaming that this earthly life
hath been ;
That I may live upon the watch, all ready to depart, And give Thy Spirit room to work Thy Will within my
Now do I leave the world, and to The Father I will go : Here am I not at Home ;—my soul no true life here doth
know. The time that yet remaineth shall be given up to Thee, That in Thee, Father, and Thy Heaven, my spirit centred
O make me ready for the change; and when this life is
past, Be Thou my One abiding Good; my soul's true Life at
last. When draweth near the end, O leave me not alone to
die ! On Jesus then—not on myself-be fixed my spirit's eye.
I search myself, and all disclose, and bare my heart to
Thee : Of dust I am ; and profitless my service all must be. Thus wholly bared, in Jesus' Wounds my spirit sinks
away : In Him alone will I be found, both now, and in that