S. R. Smith.
THE VOICE OF THE SPIRIT.
Blessed are the living who see the light of salvation. They shall be as stars in the firmament, and shine forever and ever in the heavenly kingdom. They shall not visit the tomb of the departed without hope, nor mourn without consolation. They shall rejoice always in the hope of heaven.
Hast thou been to my grave? There no voice responds to thy mourning soul. Hast thou been weary with care? Thy care will not lift the burden from thy spirit. Where, then, wilt thou go? Go where the sunlight is unbroken by the intervening cloud of despair, and the song thou wilt hear, will be the song thou dost love.
Go, sister, not declining,
Till thy weary work is done;
Go, when thy soul is pining,
Oft, and bow before the throne
Of mercy, never tiring,