THE GIRL’S OWN PAPER

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THE SEA AND THE ROCKS.

By WILLIAM LUFF.

THE OTHER SHORE.

I watched the waves as they kissed the rocks,

And linked their hands behind them,

As if to draw to the deep blue sea,

Where no searching eye could find them.

But rocks were firm, and the waves though strong

Were foiled in their kind endeavour;

Then what they could not change they bathed,

And rising higher ever,

They came and came, till they covered o’er

The black old rocks of that stubborn shore.

They were there the same as of old, I knew,

But hidden now with a robe of blue.

We all find rocks on the shores of life,

Dark rocks and stubborn often.

We pray, but never a rock will move—

Hard rocks that no sea will soften;

But lo, the ocean of love and grace

Is linking its arms behind them;

The waters rise in their vast embrace,

Till troubles—we cannot find them.

I know they are there as they were before;

But we see them not, they are covered o’er.

And all that rises before our view,

Is God’s deep ocean of boundless

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