Thy child, what rest is mine! Gal. 3 :26.
Beneath a Father's eye!
Encompassed by His love divine,
By precious blood made nigh.

Thy son, what freedom's mine! Gal. 4:6.
Now by the Son made free,
And in His glorious liberty,
For evermore to be.

Thine heir, what wealth is mine! Gal. 4:7
Immortal joys to share ;
And in that nightless city dwell,
Where all Thine image bear.

J. F.