SPIRITUAL SONGS.

" Come thou and all thy house into the ark."

GEN. vii. 1.

( AIR- My Nigra, alas! is no more.)

When Noah was safe in the sheltering ark, The clouds gather'd fast, and the even fell dark, While red sunk the sun in the billow that glow'd With a blush for his fall as it flow'd.

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Then wid'ning, were loosen'd the windows of heaven, The clouds fell in torrents, by roaring winds driven, And soon the whole earth,' neath the waters, was laid; Yet none in the ark were dismay'd.

And hast thou, my soul, learnt by faith to embark In Jesus, the true antitypical ark? Then fear not the tempest around and above, For thou shalt be safe in His love!