Canadian Wild Flowers by Helen M. (Helen Mar) Johnson
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page 137 of 235 (58%)
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THE HEAVENLY HELPER. What strange lessons I am every day learning! Thank God for them. They are very unpleasant to human nature, but they are leading me to place less confidence in earthly love and more in heavenly. I have leaned too much upon an arm of flesh, and it is right I should suffer for it. Sweet Saviour, fold me in thine arms; comfort me with thy love; and as soon as thou seest best let me go and live with thee forever. All earthly hopes have passed away, Stay with me, O my Saviour, stay: Thy blessed smile is all the light That breaks upon my dismal night. I cling to thee--thou must not go; Oh, let me tell thee every woe And whisper in thy ready ear What other friends would frown to hear. Distressed in body and in mind, Diseased and wretched, poor and blind, I only care to see thy face,-- I only sigh for thy embrace. I droop, I faint beneath the rod, |
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