MINISTERING SPIRITS.
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And their eyes have learned a language
Which on earth they never knew;
Seeing heaven's greater glories,
They have caught its sweetness too.
Which on earth they never knew;
Seeing heaven's greater glories,
They have caught its sweetness too.
Happy they who, in life's verdure,
Hold communion with the dead,
Listen to each spirit-warning,
Ere the better part hath fled;
Who have felt God's message written
On their bosom's inner page,
Ere the gold of youth has rusted
To the selfishness of age.
Hold communion with the dead,
Listen to each spirit-warning,
Ere the better part hath fled;
Who have felt God's message written
On their bosom's inner page,
Ere the gold of youth has rusted
To the selfishness of age.
