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426 The Book of Praise,
u Be patient, therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord."—(James v. 7.)
When languor and disease invade
This trembling house of clay, 'Tis sweet to look beyond the cage,
And long to fly away.
Sweet to look inward, and attend
The whispers of His love ; Sweet to look upward to the place
Where Jesus pleads above.
Sweet to look back, and see my Name
In Life's fair book set down ; Sweet to look forward, and behold
Eternal joys my own.
Sweet to reflect, how Grace Divine
My sins on Jesus laid ; Sweet to remember, that His Blood
My debt of sufferings paid.
Sweet on His Righteousness to stand Which saves from second death;
Sweet to experience, day by day, His Spirit's quickening breath.
Sweet on His faithfulness to rest,
Whose love can never end ; Sweet on His covenant of grace
For all things to depend.