 | [Poems by Cary in] The poems of Alice and Phoebe Cary with introduction and notes |  |
[I. Down in the cold and noiseless wave of death]
Down in the cold and noiseless wave of death,Oh, pure and beautiful lost one that thou art,
Clasping the anchor of eternal faith
Closer and closer to thy trusting heart—
Didst thou fade from us, while our tearful eyes,
Here on the shore of sad mortality,
Gazed sorrowing on that form that ne'er shall rise
Till sounds the music of eternity.
Then shalt thou take the Saviour's hand in thine,
Not with his faith who held it falteringly,
But in the trustfulness of love divine,
And with him walk the waters of the sea;
Till, casting anchor, all thy toils shall cease
In the still haven of eternal peace.
| [Poems by Cary in] The poems of Alice and Phoebe Cary with introduction and notes | |