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The Sign
They clamor for a sign with eyeless zeal,As if 'twould lift their burthened souls to heaven;
And think the spirit must the body heal,
Not know the want for which alone 'twas given;
They cry; but faithless shall no sign receive,
Save that of him who for the sinful died,
That they might on his saving name believe,
And in his promise trustingly confide;
Then from the earth, where buried now they lie,
On the true Sabbath morn shall they arise,
And, taught by him, shall then ascend on high
His glory to behold with unsealed eyes,
And in his Father's presence still to live,
The heir of all His perfect love can give.
Poem No. 639; late 1838–early 1839
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