On the Death of Thomas Beard, Hymn 10

My ever-living Lord,
Thy faithfulness I own,
Call'd by Thy providence and word
To trust on Thee alone,
My faith by works to show,
And still on Thee to call,
And witness, as to heaven I go,
That God is all in all.

Already, Lord, I feel
Thou hast my loss repair'd,
With Thee I now in Eden dwell,
And wait my full reward;
My joy, my portion, Thou
Hast knit my heart to Thee;

My Maker is my Husband now,
And shall for ever be.

I dare in Thee confide,
I in Thy mercies rest,
Thou wilt not let me leave Thy side,
Or wander from Thy breast:
Beyond the reach of sin,
The world, and hell's alarms,
Thy love shall keep me safe within
Its everlasting arms.

Long as on earth I stay,
It shall be all my care
With Thee to wrestle night and day
In never-ceasing prayer;
My life, like Anna, I
Will in Thy temple spend,
Till taken to the church on high,
Where prayer in praise shall end.
CL. THE SAME.— HYMN n.
THANKS be to God alone
Who comforts the distress'd!
His faithful word I own,
Which speaks the mourner bless'd
A daughter of affliction, I
On Jesus cast my care,
And for my native country sigh,
And for my kindred there.
My company is gone
Over the stream before,
And lo! I hasten on
To yon eternal shore:
That happy sharer of my heart
I there again shall find,
Where time and death can never part
The souls in Jesus join'd.
I quickly shall o'er take
My dear departed friend,
Received for Jesus' sake;

To joys that never end:
Even now I taste the blessed hope
Through Jesu's passion given,
It swallows all my sorrows up,
And turns this earth to heaven.
Whom next to God I love,
He beckons me away,
To solemnize above
Our second bridal day:
I come, my longing soul replies,
To Jesu's arms I come,
And force my passage to the skies,
And fly triumphant home.