Vain the bliss from earth that springs,--
Life is but an empty shade;
All our toil its bounty brings,
Made of what our dreams are made.
When with toil the mountain's height
Lies beneath our weary feet;
When the goal we kept in sight,
Yields the victory to the fleet;--
Fades the landscape from our view,
Droops the laurel on our brow,
False the things we thought were true,
Gone the joys that lured us, now.
Ah! the world we gain to lose,
Ends our triumph with the grave;
All earth's wealth and power refuse
What vain hope exulting gave.
Christ, Thou Lover of our race,
When the strife of earth is o'er,
Give our weary souls a place,
In Thy Kingdom evermore.
Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church, 1902
Brownlie, John, was born at Glasgow, Aug. 6, 1857, and was educated at Glasgow University, and at the Free Church College in the same city. In 1884 he was licensed by the Presbytery of Glasgow; in 1885 he became Assistant Minister of the Free Church, Portpatrick, and on the death of the Senior Minister in 1890 he entered upon the full charge of the Church there. He has interested himself in educational matters, became a Member of the local School Board in 1888, a governor of Stranraer High School in 1897, and Chairman of the governors in 1901. His hymnological works are:—
1. The Hymns and Hymnwriters of the [Scottish] Church Hymnary, 1899. This is a biographical, historical, and critical companion to that hymnal, and is well done and… Go to person page >
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