The Spirit of God

BY W. W. PHELPS.

The prospects of life, on the earth are dear, The glory of earth is sublime and grand,

While fortune to youth, or to age seems near; When spring lends her charms, and the zephyr bland,

While time gives a moment new scenes to scan, Perfumed with odours [odors] from ev'ry lawn,

Or hope holds a laurel afar for man: Salutes us with joy as she passes on:

Yet one better blessing than these is given- Yet one thing is sweeter than spring's soft breath-

The Spirit of God as a guide to heaven. The spirit of God in the hour of death.

The fame of the world is immensely great, The sun, O the sun! what a world of light?

Where wealth rides in splendor, and art in state; The moon from his fountain can lamp the night,

Where pearls from the ocean do shine in crowns; And comets in splendor, as spirit cars,

And gold from the mines with the rich abounds: May luminate heaven, amid the stars:

Yet one thing is richer than wealth or art- Yet one thing is greater than all we see-

The spirit of God to the pure in heart. The Spirit of God fills eternity.