When the heart is sad and troubled
He alone can peace restore,
By his love is life ennobled;—
Go to Him and sin no more.
When the soul in grief and anguish
Mourns the evil done before,
Let your faith no longer languish;—
Go to Him and sin no more.
Go to Him! for He can only
Soothe the pain and heal the sore,
All who are distressed and lonely;—
Go to Him and sin no more.
Go to Him! lay down your burden,
At His feet His love implore,
Ask in penitence for pardon;—
Go to Him and sin no more.
Go to Him! He hath invited
All to enter Heaven’s door,
Sinners by His love united;—
Go to Him and sin no more.
THE GREAT PLAY.
There is a playwright older than the years,
Who maketh all men actors in his play,
And, though they know not what they do or say,
The purpose of the plot in all appears.
Each in his turn, beset with inborn fears,
Enters unseen, youth’s comedy so gay,
Laughs through the hours that glide too soon away
Beneath the clouds of soul-consuming tears.
Then manhood’s tragedy with perils fraught,
Pursues its fickle fortunes to the end,
When Fate, the villain of the piece doth send
By whom the last exciting scene is wrought;
A timely stab from Death’s sure-falling knife
Brings down the curtain o’er the play of life.