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Christian, when the waves of Jordan,
Rolling from the further shore, Fiercely surge, and dash about thee,
And thou tremblest at their roar; Then, 0! then, amid the darkness,
One will linger at thy side; Yea, the Angel of his presence
Then will bear thee o'er the tide!
Ontario ! thy deep-blue wave Shines in my mem'ry clear to-day;
I see the shores thy waters lave . In beauty stretching far away.
I see the vessels on thy breast With snowy sails go speeding on;
I see the sunset kiss imprest, And stars appearing, one by one.
0! beautiful was that wild scene,
And beautiful that stilly night, When o'er thy waves of glimm'ring sheen
We took of late our westward flight!
In thought how oft I trace the track We made across thy smooth wave then!
How oft the mind goes hurrying back, To live that evening o'er again!