S. The Sanctuary
The Sanctuary Psalms 73:17-24. As a dream when we wake At the dawn of the day, So fled all the phantoms And spectres away: The light of Thy countenance Shining in grace, Illumined the gold Of the most holy place. In my questions how stupid And brutish was I!
How great was the mercy That deigned to reply!
How mighty the hand That, extended to save, Held him who was sinking In Galilee’s wave! (Matthew 14:31.) Possessed by Thy love That expels every fear;
Led on by Thy counsel So deep, yet so clear —
O wonderful prospect, To stand at Thy side, When the rays of Thy glory Shall stream far and wide! E. L. Bevir.
