O Thou, who this earth as a lone pilgrim trod,
Thy Father our Father, and Thy God our God;
To Thee we behold the bright Seraphim bow-
Lord Jesus! all glory doth rest on Thee now!
And, Jesus, we know God's deep purpose to be
To empty -then fill us, with glory from Thee;
And now Thou dost wait Thy full wealth to impart,
That "day of espousals," the Joy of Thy heart.
Now, moment by moment, to answer our needs,
Thy blood, Precious Victim! in righteousness pleads;
And, shielded by that, how secure and how calm
Our souls, on God's bosom, are folded from harm!
We see Thee, Lord Jesus, with great glory crown'd;
And, waiting Thy coming, in peace would be found.
Thy visions of glory have turn'd all to dross;
Then give us, for Thee, to count all things but loss.
G.
"Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and bath long patience for it, until he receive the early and latter rain. Be ye also patient; stablish your hearts: for the coming of the Lord draweth nigh."-James 5:7, 87Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it, until he receive the early and latter rain. 8Be ye also patient; stablish your hearts: for the coming of the Lord draweth nigh. (James 5:7‑8).