No company of revellers is here, But sad procession solemn moves and slow, While sobs are heard, and tears of anguish flow;―― A widow's only son is on the bier. But now the mighty Son of God comes near, And stops the moving spectacle of woe, And says――"Young man, I tell thee, rise!" When lo The dead man lives, and speaks in accents clear! O, what a tide of ecstasy was thine, Blest widow, kissing that son's face once more, Then falling at _His_ feet, who wak'd the dead! So, at another day, that voice divine Shall reach all caverns of the grave with power, And rapture through innum'rous hearts shall spread. 26. THANKSGIVING-DAY, 1859. Thanks be to God on this Thanksgiving-Day For all his wondrous goodness to our Land; To mine, and me. Ah, who can understand The myst'ries of his love? To Him I pray, With millions whom his truth and spirit sway, That all our people may discern his hand In their rich blessings and in one great band Serve Him, whom all the hosts of heav'n obey.―― Yet what is now our pride is but our shame―― "Our Country's FREEDOM!" 'Tis not known by all, Though loud we cry, 'tis man's most rightful claim. Methinks I hear in thunder tones heav'n's call,―― "Ye glorying States, that boast of LIBERTY, Look on four million SLAVES and make them FREE!" 27. THE LORD MY SHEPHERD. The Lord my Shepherd is――the Psalmist said―― In pastures green he gives me soft repose, And leads where living water gently flows; Thus ev'ry want is by his bounty fed. When from his paths I err, by pride misled, My soul his kind restoring mercy knows; He brings me joy, and saves from direful woes; Then let my tongue his praises ever spread. Yea, though I walk through death's most dreary vale, Where unshap'd shadows glide and bring affright, Since thou art with me naught shall wake my fear. The path, tho' dark and fill'd with mis'ry's wail, Guides to yon distant, growing, glorious light, Gleaming from throne of God in heav'ns most clear. 28. CHRIST'S RESURRECTION. Welcome, O Day, in dazzling glory bright, Emblem of yet another day most blest, When all Christ's friends with him in heav'n shall rest; For on this day, in his recover'd might, The sleeper wak'd to see this morning's light;―― "The Son of God!" glad angel-hosts attest: So, when alive, most fully shown, confest, For on this day he took his heav'n-ward flight. When therefore our glad eyes this morning's sun See rising on the earth, we'll lift our thought To Him, who by his death our life hath bought, And victor-king for us a crown hath won. It e'er shall be a day of sweetest joy, Till we shall see our Lord in yonder sky! 29. DARKNESS UNTIL HEAVENLY LIGHT.