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Here, upon the paper planted,
Stand the Spirit's Garden-Flowers God himself will give them sunshine,
Paint their hues, and send them showers. Be their soil the silent heart-ground :
There may every swelling seed Burst in Truth, and Power, and Substance;
Blooming forth in all who read.
THOUGHTS FOR A NEW YEAR, OR
(REDLICHER SINN AM NEUJAHRS- ODER GEBURTS.
Thus, then, another year of pilgrim-life,
Onward, my spirit ; go forth trustingly;
“Still onward !" is the Christian's watchword here :
My soul immortal yearns for that sweet Life :
O give Thy Help, that I to self may die;
Bear Thou me on; thus I my load shall bear :
My heart's own God ;—Thou Beauty Old and New !
THE SUN OF THE SOUL.
(DIE SONNE DER SEELEN.)
The outer sunlight now is there,
And shineth fair and bright; Yet God is nearer to my soul,
With His own Living Light.
Ah, dwell in me, Thou Sun Divine ;
Thy sky my spirit be;
Be glorified in Thee.
Night's darkness passes, when the sun
Reveals his opening ray : Thus, through Thy Presence in my soul,
Drive self and sin away!
Thou art a Light; and dwell'st in Light:
O make me light and pure ; That I may look into Thy Face,
And Thine own Glance endure.
The eagle gazes at the sun
With joyous sight, and free :Lord, open Thou my spirit's eyes,
That I may look on Thee !
He who within the soul's deep shrine
Beholds Thee in Thy Light, Like to the Cherubim, in awe
Adores Thee day and night.
So let me walk before Thy face
Through all my journey here, That all I do, or leave undone,
Be pure, and light, and clear.
Let Thine Eye guide me, lest I stray
Upon the earthly race : Ah, stay with me my whole life long,
Till I behold Thy Face!