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In Heaven we shall be purified, so as to be able to endure
the splendors of the Deity.
the horrors of his ire?
The last stanza of this hymn was added extemporaneously, by Henry, one summer evening, when he was with a few friends on the Trent, and singing it, as he was used to do on such occasions.
FOR FAMILY WORSHIP.
And we, a lonely band,
To bless thy fostering hand.
To praises low as ours?
The song which meekness pours.
As we before thee pray;
And we are less than they.
And let contention cease;
Thine everlasting peace!
A dock by Jesus led;
In glory on our head.
And thou wilt bless our way; "Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet
The dawn of lasting day.
THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM.
1. WHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain,
The glittering host bestud the sky; One star alone, of all the train,
Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.
From every host, from every gem;
It is the star of Bethlehem.
The storm was loud,—the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd,—and rudely blow'd
The wind that toss'd my foundering bark.
Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem;
It was the star of Bethlehem.
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
It led me to the port of peace.
I'll sing, first in night's diadem,
The star!—The star of Bethlehem!