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ON A BAPTISM.
“The waves of this troublesome world.”
Near the shore the bark lay floating, by the sunny waves caressed,
With the darling we were watching cradled in a dreamy rest.
With the darling we were watching cradled in a dreamy rest.
But, borne o'er that heaving ocean, wilder sounds our gladness check,
Stormy winds and human wailings; ah! that sea bears many a wreck.
Stormy winds and human wailings; ah! that sea bears many a wreck.
Fear not! hopes no strength could warrant to the feeblest faith are given;
Looking forward strains the eyesight; looking upward opens heaven.
Looking forward strains the eyesight; looking upward opens heaven.
Deeper than that Ocean's tempests, softer than its murmurs be,
Breathes a Voice, a Voice thou knowest,—“Trust thy little one to Me.”
Breathes a Voice, a Voice thou knowest,—“Trust thy little one to Me.”
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Thou hast brought thy babe to Jesus; He hath seen her, He hath blest;
In His arms thy faith hath laid her, and He bears her on His breast.
In His arms thy faith hath laid her, and He bears her on His breast.
Gently on thy sleeping darling, eyes, the light of heaven, shine;
Mother, by the love thou knowest, measure His,—it passeth thine!
Mother, by the love thou knowest, measure His,—it passeth thine!
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