Canst thou behold thy Prophet's power,
And not the God he served adore?
219. L. M. Russell.
"That ye through his poverty might be rich."
1O'er the dark wave of Galilee
The gloom of twilight gathers fast,
And on the waters drearily
Descends the fitful evening blast.
2The weary bird hath left the air,
And sunk into his sheltered nest;