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POEMS.
Faith bids us learn
"In all things to rejoice;"
Faith is an altar,
Where doubt must be laid,
Faith says in the tempest,
"Be not afraid;"
Faith is a refuge
From every snare,
Faith nerves us with courage
The burden to bear;
Faith is a well-spring
Of peace to the mind,
Faith opens closed lids,
Gives eyes to the blind,
In Faith's gallant vessel
We sail o'er life's wave,
Faith flings a halo
Where Hope finds a grave;
Faith is ours for the asking,
Then let none despair,
Faith plucks from the bosom
The arrows of care;
Faith lifts the dark curtain
That covers the tomb,
And Faith's kindly lamp
Enlightens its gloom;
"In all things to rejoice;"
Faith is an altar,
Where doubt must be laid,
Faith says in the tempest,
"Be not afraid;"
Faith is a refuge
From every snare,
Faith nerves us with courage
The burden to bear;
Faith is a well-spring
Of peace to the mind,
Faith opens closed lids,
Gives eyes to the blind,
In Faith's gallant vessel
We sail o'er life's wave,
Faith flings a halo
Where Hope finds a grave;
Faith is ours for the asking,
Then let none despair,
Faith plucks from the bosom
The arrows of care;
Faith lifts the dark curtain
That covers the tomb,
And Faith's kindly lamp
Enlightens its gloom;