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ST. LUKE, IX.
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There came a cloud, and overshadowed them; and they feared as they entered into the cloud. And there came a voice out of the cloud, saying, This is my beloved Son: hear him.
A cloud flits o'er the youthful brow,
And grief's first shadowings veil it now:
But, hark! within its misty wreaths,
A tone of heavenly mercy breathes,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
And grief's first shadowings veil it now:
But, hark! within its misty wreaths,
A tone of heavenly mercy breathes,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
A cloud hangs o'er yon manly form,
While buffeting misfortune's storm,
A wreck, his earthly treasure lies—
But ah! a voice in mercy cries,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
While buffeting misfortune's storm,
A wreck, his earthly treasure lies—
But ah! a voice in mercy cries,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
Wrapt in her sorrowing sable veil,
Sits the young widow, sad and pale;
Dense is the cloud, that round her dwells.—
But hark! the heavenly chorus swells,
“'T is my beloved Son; hear him.”
Sits the young widow, sad and pale;
Dense is the cloud, that round her dwells.—
But hark! the heavenly chorus swells,
“'T is my beloved Son; hear him.”
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A cloud is on the sinner's soul,
Deep, deep, the murky volumes roll;
He gropes, unaided and alone,
Until he hears the welcome tone,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
Deep, deep, the murky volumes roll;
He gropes, unaided and alone,
Until he hears the welcome tone,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
Above the grave-yard's grassy breast,
Funereal shadows love to rest,
But to the heart well taught of Heaven,
A light from these rich words is given,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
Funereal shadows love to rest,
But to the heart well taught of Heaven,
A light from these rich words is given,
“'T is my beloved Son: hear him.”
In Heaven those clouds will roll away—
Unbroken light, unshadowed day,
Shall burst upon the gazing eye,
And seraph voices raise the cry,
“'T is God's beloved Son: hear him.”
Unbroken light, unshadowed day,
Shall burst upon the gazing eye,
And seraph voices raise the cry,
“'T is God's beloved Son: hear him.”
Charleston, S. C. 1826.
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