And wake an echo from their silent bed.
Elizabeth Bogart.
MYSTERY.
Behold I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed.
In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump.—I. Corinthians, xv. 51, 52.
The mystery which hath been hid from ages and from generations, but now is made manifest to his saints.—Colossians, i. 26.
Praying also for us, that God would open unto us a door of utterance, to speak the mystery of Christ.—Colossians, iv. 3.
With outstretched arms,
Stern justice and soft-smiling love embrace,