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Never shall my heart be burthened
I can drive them from my presence,
Back, ye Phantoms; leave, oh leave me To a new and happy lot;
Speak no more of things departed,
Leave me, for I know ye not.
Can it be that 'mid my gladness
Joy is mine; but your sad voices
Vain, oh worse than vain, the Visions
If the Past's relentless phantoms
Y God, I thank Thee who hast made
So full of splendour and of joy,
So many glorious things are here,
I thank Thee, too, that Thou hast made
Joy to abound;
So many gentle thoughts and deeds
Circling us round,
That in the darkest spot of Earth
Some love is found.
I thank Thee more that all our joy
Is touched with pain;
That shadows fall on brightest hours;
That thorns remain ;
So that Earth's bliss may be our guide,
And not our chain.
For Thou who knowest, Lord, how soon
Hast given us joys, tender and true,
So that we see, gleaming on high,
I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou hast kept
The best in store;
We have enough, yet not too much
To long for more:
A yearning for a deeper peace,
Not known before.
I thank Thee, Lord, that here our souls,
Though amply blest,
Can never find, although they seek,
A perfect rest
Nor ever shall, until they lean
On Jesus' breast!
HERE I am, the halls are gilded,
Strains of deep melodious music
Float upon the perfumed air:
Nothing stirs the dreary silence
Save the melancholy sea,
Where I am, the sun is shining,
Till their rich armorial shadows
Where I fain would be!
Where I am, the days are passing
O'er a pathway strewn with flowers; Song and joy and starry pleasures
Crown the happy smiling hours :Slowly, heavily, and sadly,
Time with weary wings must flee, Marked by pain, and toil, and sorrow, Where I fain would be!
Where I am, the great and noble,
Far away a place is vacant,
By a humble hearth for me, Dying embers dimly show it Where I fain would be!
Where I am, are glorious dreamings,
And the great minds whom all honour
Interchange their thoughts with mine :
A few simple hearts are waiting,
Longing, wearying, for me,