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SUNDAY MORNING.

(SONNTAGSFRÜHE.)

My heart is bright with joy; A Day of blessing sheds its ray : There is the clear sound ringing forth,

"Come to God's House to-day!"

To-day, when He shall speak, Open thy heart, and keep thee still: Cease from the labours of thy hands, When God would work His Will.

'Tis Open House to-day:

The hungry souls He portioneth

With Living Bread; that all who eat

May never taste of death.

To-day, The Faithful Sower

Goes forth, the good seed scattering: There, in each spirit where it dwells, Rich harvest it shall bring.

To-day, The Shepherd True
His sheep and lambs together leads
To pastures fresh, where water-springs
Flow through sweet grassy meads.

To day, The Great Physician,
Who heals our souls from every ill,
Stands rich in help, in word and deed,
Each pain and grief to still.

This is a Day of Blessing;

And joyful voices seem to say

In the Bells' clear tones, "Come forth, O Soul,

To the House of God to-day!"

"HOW LONG WILL YE LOVE VANITY?"

("WIE HABT IHR DAS EITLE SO LIEB?")

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Time hastens fast away:

Mark'st thou its flight with gladness,

Or would'st thou bid it stay?
Hast thou but tears and sighing
For that which hastens past;
And knows thy heart no yearning
For higher joys, that last?

Receivest thou life's being

From what this world has given;

And hast thou never tasted

The powers of Life from Heaven?

Does Heaven seem strange and distant—

Is Earth thine only home?

How shall it be, O Mortal,

When death's dark hour is come!

Bethink thee of the issue

When earthly days are o'er : What doth this vain life promise

When Time shall be no more? Soon shall its course be finished;

Thy heart shall cease to move :Shall the grave beneath thee open, But not the Heaven above?

O let not sinful fancies

Thy spirit's breath destroy! Seek, in the time accepted,

The Life that brings true joy:

One only can impart it ;

The Life Himself, Who saith "He that believeth, liveth;

And dying, sees not death."

LIFE AND FULL SUFFICIENCY IN JESUS.

(LEBEN UND VOLLE GENÜGE IN JESU.)

JESUS, my Sun, before Whose beams

Night's shadows quickly flee ;--

Jesus, my Bliss, Who drivest far

All grief and misery!

One clear sound ringeth in my heart
Where'er I stand or move ;—

O Son of God, Thou Holy One,
How wondrous is Thy Love!

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