MOTIVES.
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Far off I saw His form, but knew it not; He nearer drew, He smiled, my fears did flee;His loving look dispelled a lingering doubt, As He came to me o'er the twilight sea.
I dropped my burden on the shelving sand So I might meet Him, if such bliss could be,I reached the shore, I knelt and kissed His hand With blissful tears beside the twilight sea.
Such love He woke, I would my life have lain Low down to pave His way, "He loveth meWho loveth this sad world, and blesseth man," Came blown to me across the twilight sea.
Perplexing questions died within my breast, "Deep peace hath he who doeth lovinglyMy will, who loveth most, he loveth best," Came blown to me across the twilight sea.
The storm was overpast, a breath of balm Lapped the low waves, and lingered on the lea,For in the twilight fell a holy calm, He came unto me walking on the sea.
Was this a dream? If it were not a dream My life is blest in truth, and if it be,I know across the deep has fallen a gleam, A bridge of glory spans the twilight sea.
