C. M.

The examples of Christ and the saints.

Give me the wings of faith to rise

Within the veil, and see

The saints above, how great their joys,

How bright their glories be.

Once they were mourning here below,

And wet their couch with tears;

They wrestled hard, as we do now,

With sins, and doubts, and fears.

I ask them whence their victory came,

They, with united breath,

Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,

Their triumph to his death.

They marked the footsteps that he trod

His zeal inspired their breast;

And, following their incarnate God,

Possess the promised rest.