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SIT down beneath His shadow,
   And rest with great delight;
The faith that now beholds Him
    Is pledge of future sight.
 
2  Our Master’s love remember,
    Exceeding great and free;
Lift up thy heart in gladness,
    For He remembers thee.
 
3  Bring every weary burden,
    Thy sin, thy fear, thy grief;
He calls the heavy-laden,
    And gives them kind relief.
 
4  A little while, though parted,
    Remember, wait, and love;
Until He comes in glory,
    Until we meet above.
 
5  Till in the Father’s kingdom
    The heavenly feast is spread;
And we behold His beauty,
    Whose blood for us was shed.
 
Frances Ridley Havergal, 1836-79