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96 FABER'S HYMNS..
Oh, how can we thank Thee For a gift like this, —
Gift that truly maketh Heaven's eternal bliss?
Ah ! when wilt Thou always Make our hearts Thy home?
We must wait for Heaven, — Then the day will come.
Now, at least, we '11 keep Thee All the time we may;
But Thy grace and blessing We will keep alway.
THE THOUGHT OF GOD.
The thought of God, the thought of Th
Who liest in my heart, And yet beyond imagined space
Outstretched and present art, —
The thought of Thee, above, below,
Around me and within, Is more to me than health and wealth,
Or love of kith and kin.