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PILGRIM-SONG.

(DER PILGER AUSGANG.),

FROM all created things,

That pass not with us through the grave,

My spirit turns away.

O Master, gird my loins ;

And let me, as a stranger here,

Pass on; nor wish to stay!

The World hath nought in me; And I in her have nought to hope; Her pleasures only cloy:

I close mine eyes to all.

A true, eternal life alone—

No dreams-can give me joy.

For ever I renounce

All that I hitherto esteemed

Upon the pilgrimage ;— 'Tis but a weary load :

I cannot travel whilst these cares

My heart and soul engage.

A passing stranger here,

What doth this world concern my heart? Loosened from all, and bare,

I journey on in peace.

Joys, honours, riches, and delights ;

I leave you lying there!

I turn e'en from the things

Of which the body still hath need:

What mine is, is not mine,

God is my Good alone;

My Life, my Portion, and my Trust:

All others I resign.

Cease, heart-grief; cease, deceit ! Thou, O my God, art all I need: All things in Thee are found.

All Purity and Truth,

All restful inner calm and peace

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O let me stay with Thee In living, lonely fellowship! Do Thou my spirit hide

Deep in Thy Heart of Love:

Spare not the earthly part in me;

But with my soul abide !

Now, towards Eternity,

On through this foreign land of Time !
My Faithful Guide, hold fast!
From self and all things, save ;—
And draw me onwards, nearer Home,
To see Thy Face at last!

DRAW ME.

(ZEUCH MICH NUR.)

DRAW me within Thyself, with all the being that is mine, Strong Magnet that hast touched me with Thy Force of Love Divine;

That, through its hidden influence, my spirit's craving

quest

May nevermore in aught that is not Thee discern its rest.
All else is far too narrow ;—in Thyself it must abide :
In Thine Own Element its hunger must be satisfied.
From self, and from all creatures, draw me forth, cost
what it may :

O draw me-only draw me! let all bonds be torn away,
Until I land in Thee, The Blessed Haven of my peace;
Then shall my weary course, and all my thirst and hunger

cease.

When Thee Thyself I shall embrace within the soul's deep ground,

There shall my will lie broken, and in quiet rest be

found:

My lips shall keep still silence, and in awe my spirit

bend :

Those deep words, "I am satisfied," my soul shall com

prehend.

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