Mizpah

Yes

brief our part­ing words shall be

And few our part­ing tears;

The Lord shall watch ’twixt me and thee

Thro’ all the com­ing years;

His eyes shall our guid­ing light

Wherever we may roam

Like bea­con fires that burn at night

To lure the wan­der­er home.

We will not fear that time or change

Our per­fect trust can dim

No sha­dow of a wrong es­trange

The hearts that rest in Him.

But should they for one hour for­get

For one faint hour be cold

The Lord shall watch be­tween us yet

His love our love shall hold.

Belovèd

when we reach apart

The val­ley lone and dread

Which

side by side and heart to heart

We once had thought to tread

His faith­ful rod

thy staff and mine

Thro’ all the ways shall be

The com­fort of His grace

a sign

Still be­tween me and thee.