By Cool Siloam’s Shady Rill (EN 3757)

EN 3757 By Cool Siloam’s Shady Rill

Luke.2.40

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By cool Siloam’s shady rill

How fair the lily grows!

How sweet the breath, beneath the hill,

Of Sharon’s dewy rose!

2

Lo! such the child whose early feet

The paths of peace have trod,

Whose secret heart, with influence sweet,

Is upward drawn to God.

3

By cool Siloam’s shady rill

The lily must decay;

The rose that blooms beneath the hill

Must shortly fade away.

4

And soon, too soon, the wintry hour

Of man’s maturer age

Will shake the soul with sorrow’s power

And stormy passion’s rage.

5

O Thou Whose infant feet were found

Within Thy Father’s shrine,

Whose years with changeless virtue crowned,

Were all alike divine.

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Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,

We seek Thy grace alone,

In childhood, manhood, age, and death

To keep us still Thine own.

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