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1864
THE AGED PASTOR
by William Cullen Bryant
THE AGED PASTOR -
Thy loveO God! from year to year
Has watched thy faithful pastor here
Till fifty years of toil have now
Engraved their tokens on his brow. -
Fast have the seasons rolled away;
A moment in thy sight were they
Yet while their rapid course was run
What mighty works thy hand has done! -
What empires roseandat thy frown
In sudden weakness crumbled down!
What barriersreared by earth and hell
Against thy truthgave way and fell! -
Meanwhilebeneath thy gracious sight
This flock has dwelt in peace and light
By living waters gently led
And in perennial pastures fed. -
Ohwhen before thy judgment seat
The pastor and his flock shall meet
May thy benignant voice attest
Their welcome to thine endless rest. - -
THE END