I was shipwrecked on the ocean of my dreams. My happy vessel of comfort was entirely shattered. I struggled and swam over those dreary waters of sad, blue dreams. A little raft of hope, sent by the winds of Thy mercy, came floating by me! I grasped it — I held on! Little by little, I moved on, and at last I touched the golden isle of pleasant silence. Nymphs of Thy blessings, gathered there, to meet and take me to Thy presence of eternal safety.