The Golden Thread

How swiftly fliea life's.raped threadjwithin the mighty loom Of Time; what brilliant tints o'er some are shed While some are stained with crime and woe, Bnt bright webs they are weaving,who,trnsting and believing, In scènes of sorrow, scènes of joy, God's grace are stül receiving. Tis thua the christian welbehold in aickness and in woe resigned Becanse religion's thread of gold is in bis gloomy lot entwined, A bright web he is weaving, who, trusting and believing He from a heavenly Father's hand each trial is receiving. Daath soon will snap the thread in twain, Time's busy loom itself muBt rest, nought bnt a Winding sheet reinain of all that mortals e'er possessed ! Then every sorrow leaving, no more o'er trials grieving, How biest the christian, from nis Lord eternal life receiving.