| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XXXV. Consolation In the Hour of Death | | By Richard Doddridge Blackmore (18251900) |
| | | IN the hour of death, after this lifes whim, | |
| When the heart beats low, and the eyes grow dim, | |
| And pain has exhausted every limb | |
| The lover of the Lord shall trust in Him. | |
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| When the will has forgotten the lifelong aim, | 5 |
| And the mind can only disgrace its fame, | |
| And a man is uncertain of his own name | |
| The power of the Lord shall fill this frame. | |
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| When the last sigh is heaved, and the last tear shed, | |
| And the coffin is waiting beside the bed, | 10 |
| And the widow and child forsake the dead | |
| The angel of the Lord shall lift this head. | |
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| For even the purest delight may pall, | |
| And power must fail, and the pride must fall, | |
| And the love of the dearest friends grow small | 15 |
| But the glory of the Lord is all in all. | | | | |
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