"While here distressed I lie,
What joy my heart doth thrill
At the enchanting thought,
That Jesus loves me still!"

"Sweet Sabbath morn! to me it brings,
As if on angel's airy wings,
Visions of peace and rest:
I seem to stand upon the plains
Where an eternal Sabbath reigns,
And dwell the pure and blest.

"I wept--when lo, my heart to cheer
J---- sobbing whispered in my ear:
'Don't cry, for I will serve the Lord;'
How sweet the sound! what great reward."
[_Psa_. 126:5,6].

"How little comfort have I known
In this dark vale of tears!
For Sorrow marked me for her own
In childhood's early years.
And ever since, by night and day,
Has hovered round my lonely way."

"'Twas nearly two--but sleep had fled
My pillow for the night;
I rose--but all was dark around,
And I could find no light: