O, COME with blessings, new-born day,
To all, my soul holds dear;
Or, bring the grace that crowns them all,
To die without a fear!

NOON.

"Never give up."

     "Never give up!" It can be of no use,
     Tugging and trying, may bring something round again.
Bread, that is cast on the waters, profuse,
     Scripture hath told us, shall surely be found again.

     "Never give up!" We can make nothing by it,
     'Tis but to die, when the breath has gone out from us.
While the last moment lasts, take it, and try it.
     "God for the right!" will dispel every doubt from us.

EVENING.

"Light is sown for the righteous."

Night closes in but, to the just,
     The light of God is sown;
As seeds, upon the furrowed field,
     In opening Spring, are strown.

Through cold, through heat, through calm, through storm,
     It works its steadfast way;
And, at the harvest-time, breaks forth,
     In floods of golden day.

RIVERSIDE, November, 1848.

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