Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.

When to the cross I turn my eyes,And rest on Calvary,O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,I must remember Thee.

Hymns should have unity, graduation and mutual dependence in the thoughts, a conscious progress, a sense of completeness and be easily understood.

When the good man yields his breath (For the good man never dies).

When evening closes Nature's eye, The glow-worm lights her little spark To captivate her favorite fly And tempt the rover through the dark.

Bliss in possession will not last; Remembered joys are never past.

Tis human actions paint the chart of time.