2 Cor. 4:17,18.

We wept-'t was Nature wept,-but Faith
Can pierce beyond the gloom of death,
And in yon world so fair and bright
Behold thee in refulgent light!
We miss thee here, yet Faith would rather
Know thou art with thy heavenly Father.
Nature sees the body dead-
Faith beholds the spirit fled ;
Nature stops at Jordan's tide-
Faith beholds the other side ;
That but hears farewell and sighs,
This thy welcome in the skies;
Nature mourns a cruel blow-
Faith assures it is not so ;
Nature never sees thee more-
Faith but sees thee gone before :
Nature tells a dismal story-
Faith has visions full of glory ;
Nature views the change with sadness-
Faith contemplates it with gladness ;
Nature murmurs-
Faith gives meekness, "
Strength is perfected in weakness."
Nature writhes, and hates the rod;
Faith looks up, and blesses God.
Sense looks downward-Faith above;
That sees harshness-this sees love.
Oh, let Faith victorious be-
Let it reign triumphantly !
But thou art gone ! not lost, but flown ;
Shall I, then, ask thee back, my own?
Back-and leave thy spirit's brightness?
Back-and leave thy robes of whiteness ?
Back-and leave the Lamb who feeds thee ?
Back-from founts to which He leads thee?
Back-and leave thy heavenly Father?
Back-to earth and sin ?-Nay, rather
Would I live in solitude !
I would not ask thee if I could,
But patient wait the high decree
That calls my spirit home to thee !
[The above lines were found inside the cover of an old Bible, which had evidently been well used, and on the fly-leaf of which were the following words:"This Bible once belonged to my beloved sister, Mary Fannie, who fell asleep in Jesus Jan. 27th, 1865. And when this frail tent of earth loosens, and shrinks, and falls, may I pass from it as Peter from his prison, wakened by an angel, to find myself standing, in a trance of joy, on the street of the new Jerusalem! "]