Memoir and remains of the Rev. James D. Burns ... By the late Rev. James Hamilton [i.e. J. D. Burns] |
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[The clouds are driven across the skies] |
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[The clouds are driven across the skies]
The clouds are driven across the skies,
But high above them, in the blue,
I see the silent stars like eyes
Of holy watchers shining through.
But high above them, in the blue,
I see the silent stars like eyes
Of holy watchers shining through.
The cloud has come—the cloud has gone—
And gone the shadows cold and gray;
But the calm stars are shining on,
And keep their everlasting way.
And gone the shadows cold and gray;
But the calm stars are shining on,
And keep their everlasting way.
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So to the pilgrim's eye ye shine,
Ye bright realities of heaven;
So gleams your clear and radiant sign,
Thro' clouds across our pathway driven.
Ye bright realities of heaven;
So gleams your clear and radiant sign,
Thro' clouds across our pathway driven.
Dreary and dark the way would be,
And sad the hearts that o'er it roam
If in your light we could not see,
It is the way that leads us home.
And sad the hearts that o'er it roam
If in your light we could not see,
It is the way that leads us home.
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