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+Project Gutenberg's The Mountain Spring And Other Poems, by Nannie R. Glass
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
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+Title: The Mountain Spring And Other Poems
+
+Author: Nannie R. Glass
+
+Release Date: February 18, 2005 [EBook #15101]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE MOUNTAIN SPRING ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Ted Garvin, and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading Team.
+
+
+
+
+_The Mountain Spring and Other Poems_
+
+BY
+
+NANNIE R. GLASS
+
+
+
+BOSTON
+
+SHERMAN, FRENCH & COMPANY
+
+1913
+
+
+
+
+     TO THE MEMORY OF HER PARENTS, WHO KEPT THEIR ALTAR FIRES
+     BURNING, THE AUTHOR AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATES THIS LITTLE BOOK
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+  THE MOUNTAIN SPRING
+
+  GO WANDER
+
+  LOVE
+
+  THE LILIES
+
+  TELL PETER
+
+  THE SLEET
+
+  ANSWERED
+
+  ALONE
+
+  NO OTHER
+
+  WEALTH
+
+  THE CAPTIVES
+
+  THE LIVING WATER
+
+  JESUS INTERCEDES
+
+  EVE'S FLOWERS
+
+  COME UNTO ME
+
+  NOVEMBER
+
+  THE TRAVELERS
+
+  DAYBREAK
+
+  GONE
+
+  AWAKE!
+
+  "ABIDE WITH US"
+
+  O BETHLEHEM!
+
+  RING THE BELLS
+
+  THE DESERT SPRING
+
+  MUSINGS
+
+  BARTIMÆUS
+
+  ZACCHÆUS
+
+  APRIL
+
+  BETHLEHEM
+
+  NATURE'S LESSON
+
+  THE MIGRATORY SWANS
+
+  MINISTERING WOMEN
+
+  THAT JEWISH LAD
+
+  IN SINCERITY
+
+  THEY'RE COMING!
+
+
+
+THE MOUNTAIN SPRING AND OTHER POEMS
+
+
+
+
+THE MOUNTAIN SPRING
+
+_And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take
+the water of life freely._--Revelation 22:17.
+
+
+    I wandered down a mountain road,
+      Past flower and rock and lichen gray,
+    Alone with nature and her God
+      Upon a flitting summer day.
+
+    The forest skirted to the edge
+      Of Capon river, Hampshire's gem,
+    Which, bathing many a primrose ledge,
+      Oft sparkled like a diadem.
+
+    At length a silvery spring I spied,
+      Gurgling through moss and fern along,
+    Waiting to bless with cooling tide
+      All who were gladdened by its song.
+
+    Oh, who would pass with thirsting lip
+      And burning brow, this limpid wave?
+    Who would not pause with joy and sip?
+      Its crystal depths who would not crave?
+
+    This query woke a voice within--
+      Why slight the spring of God's great love,
+    That fount that cleanseth from all sin,
+      Our purchase paid by Christ above?
+
+    Whoever will may drink! Oh, why,
+      Worn toilers in this earthly strife,
+    Reject a mansion in the sky,
+      Reject heaven's bliss and endless life?
+
+
+
+
+GO WANDER
+
+
+    Go, wander, little book,
+    Nor let thy wand'ring cease;
+    May all who on these pages look
+    From sin find sweet release,
+
+    Through Christ, God's holy son,
+    Who left his throne in heaven
+    And e'en death's anguish did not shun
+    That we might be forgiven.
+
+    How should our thoughts and deeds
+    Exalt this mighty friend,
+    Who died, yet lives and intercedes
+    And loves us to the end!
+
+
+
+
+LOVE
+
+_For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves;
+it is the gift of God._--Ephesians 2:8.
+
+
+    Christ might have called the angels down
+    To bear him safe above,
+    To shield his brow from sorrow's crown,
+    From death's cold blight, and bitter frown,
+    Had it not been for love.
+
+    Our glorious King, our Prince of Peace,
+    Has left his throne above
+    To give our souls from sin release,
+    To make our pain and anguish cease,
+    And all because of love.
+
+    By faith in him, we all may see
+    In realms of light above,
+    Through streams of blood on Calvary,
+    A joyful immortality;--
+    The purchase price was love.
+
+
+
+
+THE LILIES
+
+_Consider the lilies._--Luke 2:27.
+
+
+    Emblems of Christ our Lord,
+    Roses and lilies fair,
+    These flowers in His word,
+    His glory seem to share.
+
+    The lilies of the field,
+    Sweet teachers of the soul,
+    Which will their lessons yield
+    Long as the seasons roll,
+
+    They neither toil nor spin,
+    Exist without a care,
+    And yet no earthly king can win
+    A garb so chaste and rare.
+
+    Frozen, they burst to life,
+    To nature's minstrelsy--
+    A resurrection type
+    Of immortality.
+
+
+
+
+TELL PETER
+
+_And Simon Peter stood and warmed himself._--John 18:25.
+
+
+    Peter, it was not outward cold
+    But inward chill thy bosom froze,
+    Made thee deny with falsehood bold
+    Thy Lord and Master to his foes.
+    When we find cheer at Satan's fires
+    The world is there to work us harm,
+    To deaden all our pure desires
+    With its deceitful lure and charm.
+
+    Peter, the voice of chanticleer
+    Fulfilled what Christ had prophesied;
+    And oh, that pitying look sincere
+    From him whom thou hadst just denied!
+    Thy burst of penitential grief!
+    Heaven those tears did surely send.
+    Tears give the burdened heart relief;
+    Dry anguish may its tendrils rend.
+
+    Sin soon will crucify our Lord,
+    Thy sin, and all the world's beside.
+    He gave himself, the Living Word,
+    Our shelter from God's wrath to hide.
+    Had all the seraphs pens to write
+    Such love upon the boundless sky,
+    Angelic powers could not indite
+    Its greatness while the ages fly.
+
+    The hour is hastening. God has willed
+    That Christ should through his own decree
+    Abolish death and have fulfilled
+    Our blood-bought immortality.
+    And when the awful tomb he rent,
+    When freed from every earthly thrall,
+    "Tell Peter" was the message sent;
+    "Tell Peter"--'tis love's tender call.
+
+    Peter was martyr to his faith;
+    His rock, God's son whom he denied;
+    This faith the key that unlocks death
+    To realms where joy and peace abide.
+    "Tell Peter!" Honey drops of love,
+    Awaking all the choirs of heaven!
+    "Tell Peter"--angels from above
+    Shout, "Hear, O earth, and be forgiven!"
+
+
+
+
+THE SLEET
+
+
+    Regal the earth seems with diamonds today,
+    Gemming all nature in blazing array;
+    A picture more fairy-like never could be
+    Than this wonderful icicle filigree.
+
+    A crystallized world! What a marvelous sight,
+    Gorgeous and grand in the March sunlight!
+    The frost-king magician has changed the spring showers
+    To turquois and topaz and sapphire bowers.
+
+    And what is the lesson we learn from the sleet,
+    As toiling life's road with wearying feet,
+    Upward we strive, but failing so oft
+    In the struggles that bear us aright and aloft?
+
+    'Tis this--that the hard breath of winter's chill blast
+    Alone can this mantle of loveliness cast;
+    And thus our sharp winds of trial may prove
+    Angels to weave us bright garments of love.
+
+
+
+
+ANSWERED
+
+
+    Ye realms of beauty from afar,
+    What speak ye to the saddened soul?
+    What is the message of each star
+    As ever ceaselessly ye roll?
+    Thus do ye answer: "We declare
+    God's glory; and to you 'tis given
+    To cast on him your every care,
+    For he hath wound the clock of heaven."
+
+    Ye hoary hills which have looked down
+    On all the centuries of time,
+    Have felt their touch without a frown,
+    And with indifference sublime,
+    What would ye speak, if understood,
+    Of life with all its woes and ills?
+    'Tis this: to all they work for good
+    Who love the maker of the hills.
+
+
+
+
+ALONE
+
+Genesis 28:10-22.
+
+
+    The sun had set. He was alone;
+    Mid twilight shadows he would rest.
+    He laid his head upon a stone
+    To woo sweet slumber for his guest.
+
+    Perhaps within those midnight hours
+    His rugged bed was cold and chill,
+    But wrapped in Dreamland's mystic powers,
+    He knew no danger, felt no ill.
+
+    A vision in his dreams appeared!
+    Angels were stepping to and fro
+    Upon a ladder which, upreared,
+    Aided their ministry below.
+
+    And then God spake in words which said
+    What future ages would unfold,
+    The soil on which he made his bed
+    Was his, by prophecy foretold.
+
+    He further heard that holy voice
+    Predict that through his tribe would be
+    Blessings in which all should rejoice,
+    Blessings which all the world should see.
+
+    Through Jacob would the gift be given
+    Of Jesus to this sinful earth;
+    God signified within this vision
+    Glad news of our Redeemer's birth;
+
+    The star of Bethlehem would shine,
+    That star of joy and peace and love,
+    Our bleeding sacrifice divine
+    To cleanse our hearts, our guilt remove.
+
+    If faith and praise in us abound
+    Toward Israel's God, angels are near;
+    His word declares they camp around
+    All those who look to him in fear.
+
+    When Jacob woke, the ground he trod
+    Seemed holy; and he named his stone
+    "Bethel," which means "the house of God."
+    With heaven so near, was he alone?
+
+
+
+
+NO OTHER
+
+_Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name
+under heaven given among men whereby we must be saved._--Acts 4:12.
+
+
+    Swiftly we float upon time's tide
+    Adown the stream of years.
+    Sometimes past hills of joy we glide,
+    Sometimes through vales of tears.
+
+    Age follows youth, which, ere we know,
+    Has vanished like a dream,
+    And takes its glamour from the glow
+    Of mem'ry's silvery gleam.
+
+    There is no halt; and more and more
+    There seems an open sea
+    Reaching us with its ceaseless roar--
+    It is eternity.
+
+    There is one Pilot that we need,
+    One who can safely steer,
+    One who at heaven's court can plead,
+    And all our journey cheer.
+
+    'Tis Jesus Christ; and all who see
+    In him the truth, the way,
+    Are in possession of the key
+    To heaven's eternal day.
+
+
+
+
+WEALTH
+
+_He heapeth up riches and knoweth not who shall gather them._--Psalm
+39:6.
+
+
+    O soul, it is not thine,
+    But lent to thee in trust
+    That thou may'st make God's glory shine,
+    Secured from moth and rust.
+
+    Thou can'st not take one mite
+    Except as thou dost give
+    And waft it in the golden light
+    Where heaven's glories live.
+
+    Go look for those in need--
+    The hungry and the cold.
+    Kind words and actions are the seed
+    Which yield their fruits of gold.
+
+    Give to the heathen world
+    Knowledge of Christ our Lord;
+    Pray that his banner be unfurled;
+    Send forth, his priceless word.
+
+    He lived for us and died,
+    And intercedes above.
+    His blood, a sacrificial tide,
+    Redeems us by his love.
+
+    "Barbarian, bond and free,
+    The wise and the unwise"--
+    'Tis ours to give and theirs to see
+    Salvation's blood-bought prize.
+
+    We know not 'neath the sky
+    Who'll gather of our store,
+    But if we lay it up on high,
+    'Tis ours forevermore.
+
+
+
+
+THE CAPTIVES
+
+Psalm 137.
+
+
+    Captives by Babel's limpid streams,
+    We hung our harps on willows there;
+    Wept over Zion; and our dreams,
+    Waking or sleeping, she did share.
+
+    Our victors, with their battle arms,
+    Derided, jeered, and scorned our tears;
+    Required mirth, diversion's charms,
+    To thus allay their guilty fears.
+
+    "Sing us a song" is their demand,
+    "Yea, sing us one of Zion's songs!"
+    How can our voices thus expand
+    To what to us and God belongs?
+
+    How can we on this heathen shore,
+    Surrounded by idolatry,
+    Sing songs that unto us are more
+    Than all their glittering pageantry?
+
+    Jerusalem, should we forget,
+    We pray our hearts and tongues be still!
+    Jerusalem! Oh, may we yet
+    Worship upon thy holy hill.
+
+    Babylon, thou art to be destroyed!
+    Thy doom's foretold in prophecy;
+    And happy be the means employed
+    To hurl thee to thy destiny.
+
+
+
+
+THE LIVING WATER
+
+_I that speak unto thee am he._--John 4:26.
+
+
+    She left her home that morn
+    In fair Samaria's land,
+    All heedless of her state forlorn,
+    Sin-bound, both heart and hand.
+    With prejudicial pride
+    She scorned the meek request
+    Of One who sat the well beside,
+    With heat and thirst opprest.
+    "Thou art a Jew," she said,
+    "And asketh drink of me?
+    Samaria's daughter was not bred
+    To deal with such as thee."
+    She would not yield a sip
+    E'en if its maker sued,
+    While he from love, with thirsting lip,
+    Sought and her heart renewed.
+    He made her ask for life,
+    Eternal life through him,
+    And "living water" was the type
+    To her perception dim.
+    O yes! She fain would taste
+    And never thirst again,
+    And never cross the burning waste
+    In weariness and pain!
+    Her life he questioned now;
+    Revealed her history.
+
+    She must have blushed. How could he know?
+    Here was a mystery!
+    Abashed she now replied,
+    "Thou art a prophet, sir!"
+    And straightway sought with clannish pride
+    Instruction's voice to hear;
+    Instruction that will bless
+    The world each passing day,
+    For every spot man's feet may press,
+    There may he praise and pray.
+    The woman lent her ear,
+    Then urged Messiah's plea.
+    Amazing words she now doth hear,
+    "I that speak unto thee am he."
+    What joy! The angels too
+    Must share it from above.
+    She left her water-pot, and flew
+    On feet made swift by love.
+    Oh, will these tidings last?
+    This news, it must be spread!
+    "He knows my present, knows my past;
+    This is the Christ," she said.
+    That woman lost in sin
+    Drank of the living spring,
+    Then swiftly sped dead souls to win,
+    And to that fountain bring.
+
+    Forbid that we should shrink
+    To publish grace so free,
+    For all who will that tide may drink
+    And live eternally.
+
+    They begged that he would stay,
+    Believed the truths unfurled,
+    And joyfully received that day
+    The Saviour of the world.
+
+
+
+
+JESUS INTERCEDES
+
+_Seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them._--Hebrews 7:25.
+
+
+    When winding up the path of life,
+    Sometimes mid thorns, sometimes mid flowers,
+    Oft weary of its toil and strife,
+    Oft weary of its wintry hours,
+    There is one thought than all more sweet
+    From care my longing heart to free;
+    'Tis this--oh, wondrous to repeat--
+    That Jesus intercedes for me.
+
+    And always when the path is steep,
+    I cling unto this wayside rope:
+    Nothing can give so great relief,
+    Nothing can give a brighter hope.
+    'Tis like a stately spreading palm,
+    Which forms my spirit's canopy,
+    'Neath which I breathe the soothing balm
+    That Jesus intercedes for me.
+
+    And when I reach the sea of death,
+    To sail its silent waters o'er,
+    This thought shall calm my latest breath
+    And waft me to the golden shore.
+    Not only that my Savior died,
+    The atoning lamb on Calvary,
+    But--was there ever love so wide?--
+    Still lives and intercedes for me.
+
+
+
+
+EVE'S FLOWERS
+
+
+    Eve must have wept to leave her flowers,
+    And plucked some roots to tell
+    Of Eden's happy, sinless bowers,
+    Where she in bliss did dwell.
+
+    Roses and lilies, pansies gay,
+    Violets with azure eyes,
+    Her favorites must have been, for they
+    Seem born in paradise.
+
+    And when they drooped, did she not sigh
+    And kiss their petals fair,
+    Thinking, "Alas, ye too must die
+    And in our sorrow share"?
+
+    And then perhaps unto her soul
+    This answer sweet was given,
+    "Like you we fade and perish here;
+    For you we'll bloom in heaven."
+
+    Roses and lilies are the type
+    Of him who from above,
+    The lamb of God, gave up his life,
+    A sacrifice of love.
+
+    He was her hope in those sad hours
+    Of blight and sure decay;
+    The sin that drove her from her flowers
+    His blood could wash away.
+
+
+
+
+COME UNTO ME
+
+
+    "Come unto me!" Ah, gentlest word
+    E'er breathed in human ear!
+    "I am thy Savior and thy Lord;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear.
+
+    "Come unto me in sorrow's hour
+    When life seems dark and drear;
+    I'll shield thee from the tempter's power;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear.
+
+    "Come unto me when hopes have flown
+    Like leaves wind-swept and sere,
+    When every joy thou may'st bemoan;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear.
+
+    "Come unto me. I'll give thee rest,
+    Will wipe away each tear;
+    Come lean thy head upon my breast;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear."
+
+
+
+
+NOVEMBER
+
+_But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice._--Psalm 5:11.
+
+
+    November is so drear and chill
+    Whilst making leafless branch and tree,
+    Whilst sweeping over vale and hill
+    With all her doleful minstrelsy.
+    November wails the summer's death
+    In such a melancholy voice,
+    She has a withering, blighting breath;
+    She does not bid the heart rejoice.
+
+    Yet why repine, thou stricken one?
+    Grief is the common fate of all.
+    This the refrain beneath the sun:
+    Mortals must die, and leaves must fall.
+    They'll live again, the leaves and flowers,
+    When spring returns to bless the earth;
+    They'll waken 'neath her sunny hours
+    Through nature's touch to beauteous birth.
+
+    Hope in decay and do not moan
+    That God has taken one we love:
+    Why should our hearts be turned to stone
+    When he is safe in heaven above?
+    Redeemed through Christ, who was his trust,
+    With him in realms of joy on high;
+    For though down here "'tis dust to dust,"
+    The Christian lives beyond the sky.
+
+    Then in the autumn's woe rejoice,--
+    Rejoice in calm, rejoice in storm;
+    In either hear God's tender voice,
+    For both his holy will perform.
+
+
+
+
+THE TRAVELERS
+
+
+    Away from the city, away from the crowd,
+    Two comrades in sorrow traversed hill and dale;
+    The gloom of their hearts did their faces enshroud,
+    And clouds of distress only seemed to prevail.
+
+    Alone, as they thought; but a stranger unknown
+    Inquired thus kindly the cause of their woe:
+    "Of what are ye talking? Why are ye cast down,
+    So burdened with care, as thus onward ye go?"
+
+    Cleopas thus answered, "A stranger art thou
+    In Jerusalem, not knowing the things happening there?"
+    "What things?" asked the stranger, desiring now
+    Their lips should disclose what had caused their despair.
+
+    "Of Jesus of Nazareth, one mighty in deed,
+    A wonderful prophet; him have they slain.
+    To Israel's redemption we hoped he would lead,
+    But why should we hope if hope is in vain?
+
+    "Some women who went to the sepulcher say
+    That angels assured them he's living this hour,
+    But they did not see him, and try as we may,
+    It seems a false rumor of glory and power."
+
+    The stranger rebuked them ere he would teach
+    What the prophets portray of Christ's sufferings here.
+    Their souls were enlivened, but soon they would reach
+    The village they sought, which too quickly drew near.
+
+    The stranger seemed passing, but now they entreat,
+    "Abide with us here; the day is far spent";
+    They could not forego yet such fellowship sweet,
+    And he entered in with them whither they went.
+
+    When supper was ready, they sat up to partake--
+    They and the stranger, in whom they delight.
+    He blessed, as his custom, the bread ere he brake;
+    They knew it was Jesus! And he vanished from sight.
+
+    "Did not our hearts burn within us," now they exclaimed,
+    "As he taught of himself what the prophets record?
+    We've seen him, we've heard him, and he is the same:
+    He is Israel's Messiah, our Savior and Lord!"
+
+    We are travelers here on the highway of time,
+    But he will go with us if we seek him aright.
+    His strength will support us as upward we climb;
+    Through his blood we inherit immortality's light.
+
+
+
+
+DAYBREAK
+
+_Until the day break, and the shadows flee away._--Song of Solomon
+4:6.
+
+
+    Gleaming softly, silvery-faint,
+    Heralded by chanticleer,
+    Merging from night's shadowy taint,
+    New day of the passing year!
+
+    Born to bless or born to blight,
+    Born for you and born for me,
+    Leaving, ere it take its flight,
+    Impress on eternity!
+
+    'Tis a gift from God's own hand.
+    On its pure unsullied page
+    Let us write at his command
+    What will bless our pilgrimage.
+
+    True repentance giveth joy
+    To the angels in the sky.
+    What could be more blest employ
+    Than to cheer the choirs on high?
+
+    Deeds of patience, deeds of love,
+    Banishing all hate and guile--
+    These will steer toward heaven above,
+    These will make the angels smile.
+
+    May this child of time unite
+    Earth and heaven in blest accord,
+    Heathen nations see the light
+    From the cross of Christ our Lord.
+
+    Coming is the glad daybreak,
+    The prophetic jubilee;
+    Sin will then all hearts forsake,
+    Then will all the shadows flee.
+
+
+
+
+GONE
+
+
+    Upon time's surging, billowy sea
+    A ship now slowly disappears,
+    With freight no human eye can see,
+    But weighing just one hundred years.
+
+    Their sighs, their tears, their weary moans,
+    Their joy and pleasure, pomp and pride,
+    Their angry and their gentle tones,
+    Beneath its waves forever hide.
+
+    Yes, sunk within oblivion's waves,
+    They'll partly live in memory;
+    To youth, who will their secrets crave,
+    Mostly exist in history.
+
+    Ah, what a truth steps in this strain--
+    They are not lost within time's sea;
+    Their words and actions live again,
+    And blight or light eternity!
+
+    A new ship comes within our view,
+    Laden with dreams both sad and blest;
+    To youth they're tinged with roseate hue;
+    To weary ones bring longed-for rest.
+
+    And still the stream of life flows on,
+    Laughing beneath the century new.
+    God's promise gilds the horizon;
+    Mercy shall reign; his word is true.
+
+
+
+
+AWAKE!
+
+_All my ways are before thee._--Psalm 119:168.
+
+
+    Awake, O soul, awake!
+    Enter thy cell of thought,
+    And there in calmness meditate
+    On what God's word has taught.
+
+    There's nought within thy scope,
+    No influence thou hast sown,
+    No gloomy doubt, no joyful hope,
+    But unto him are known.
+
+    Awake! but grovel not
+    In ashes of despair,
+    Christ's precious blood can cleanse each spot;
+    Cast on him every care.
+
+    Before him are thy ways,
+    But in his mercy free
+    He further yet his love displays,
+    And intercedes for thee.
+
+    Awake to holy fear
+    And praise thy God on high;
+    Be it thy joy to praise him here
+    And praise him in the sky.
+
+
+
+
+"ABIDE WITH US"
+
+
+    "Abide with us!" Where could we go?
+    Thou art our strength, thou art our tower,
+    Our refuge from the ills below,
+    In darkness light, in weakness power.
+
+    "Abide with us!" We would prevail,
+    And plead that thou be ever near
+    To banish doubts when they assail,
+    And give deliverance from fear.
+
+    "Abide with us" in words of love,
+    For thou dost say, "Come unto me."
+    Oh, guide us to thy home above
+    To dwell in joy and peace with thee!
+
+
+
+
+O BETHLEHEM!
+
+"For he is our peace."
+
+
+    O Bethlehem, where Christ was born
+    And angels watched him where he lay,
+    When cradled on that holy morn
+    That ushered in earth's promised day!
+
+    O Bethlehem, it was thy star
+    Which guided o'er the deserts wild
+    Those who had journeyed from afar
+    To gaze upon the sinless child!
+
+    O Bethlehem, 'twas thine to see
+    God's choir announce the Saviour's birth,
+    And hear those waves of melody
+    Chant peace and good will to the earth!
+
+    O Bethlehem, 'twas thine to weep
+    With Rachel o'er the crimson woe
+    When cruel hands did vainly seek
+    To quench heaven's radiance below!
+
+    O Bethlehem, we hear thy call
+    To joy and bliss, and would not cease
+    To praise him who has died for all
+    Who will accept his blood-bought peace!
+
+
+
+
+RING THE BELLS
+
+
+    Ring out the bells of heaven!
+    Obey the great command,
+    That all may hear their melody
+    On mountain, sea, and land,
+    The chimes of glory sounding,
+    Ascending to the sky;
+    Jesus our Savior reigneth
+    Forever more on high.
+
+    Ring how he bore our trials
+    And sorrows here below;
+    Of his lamb-like, sinless nature,
+    Purer than falling snow;
+    How he gave his life to banish
+    The clouds of midnight gloom
+    That brooded o'er creation
+    And o'er the dreary tomb.
+
+    Ring of the well of Sichar
+    And the everlasting tide,
+    With which its sparkling waters
+    His imagery supplied.
+    Ring of his mighty power
+    To comfort and to heal,
+    His gentleness and sympathy
+    In either woe or weal.
+
+    Ring of his blood that speaketh
+    Than Abel's, better things,
+    And to the guilty conscience
+    Sweet peace and pardon brings.
+    Ring how he burst death's fetters
+    In rising from the grave,
+    And from its lasting bondage
+    Will all his people save.
+
+    Ring how he intercedeth
+    And ever lives above
+    For all who trust and serve him,
+    Rejoicing in his love;
+    Of the many mansions he's prepared
+    Of everlasting rest,
+    Whose joys no tongue can utter
+    Nor tell how glad and blest.
+
+    Awake, then, to your duty,
+    O church of Christ, awake!
+    Behold the beauty of their feet
+    Who the glad tidings take!
+    Reach out and ring the bells of heaven;
+    Blest be the hands that give
+    The truth, that all who listen
+    May hope and joy and live!
+    Ah, 'tis a wondrous story!
+    Good news to all the world!
+    The gospel means glad tidings
+    Wherever 'tis unfurled.
+
+    Great God, impart thy Spirit
+    That all who love their Lord
+    May see in life a flitting hour
+    To obey and speak his word.
+
+
+
+
+THE DESERT SPRING
+
+
+    "Oh, no, my lord, she cannot stay;
+    Cast out this bond maid with her mocking child,
+    For they cannot be heirs with thine and mine."
+    Abraham was sad, for he had prayed, "O God,
+    That Ishmael may dwell within thy sight!"
+    And now the message came to him, "Fear not!
+    In all that Sarah says list to her voice.
+    In Isaac shall thy seed be called. Also
+    I'll make of Hagar's son a nation great,
+    Because he sprang from thee."
+
+          Then Abraham rose
+    At early dawn, and lading Egypt's child
+    With water and with bread, sent her grief-worn
+    With Ishmael to wander lone within
+    Beersheba's wilderness. While yet the air
+    Was cool, and nature locked in the embrace
+    Of morn, likely the child was blithe and gay,
+    Unheeding the sad face and drooping form
+    Of her who doubtless turned from childhood's tents
+    In tears of woe.
+
+          Thrilled with his Arab blood
+    He raced along; and thus to fancy's ear
+    He prattled on: "O mother, do not weep!
+    The Princess Sarah cannot chide us now.
+    We're free! I love the wilderness! I love
+    The earth and sky! Look at those birds,
+    Far as the fleecy clouds! And here
+    Are flowers with which to wreathe my bow.
+    With it I'll bring thee deer and fowl to dress,
+    When by and by we reach a babbling stream
+    Where we may safely dwell."
+
+          On, still on,
+    Through arid plains, with blistering feet,
+    Beneath a burning sky, they toil along.
+    The lad no longer talks of birds and flowers,
+    But begs for water--water just to cool
+    His parching throat; and likely 'twas that when
+    Noon's shadows mirrored the encircling hills,
+    He saw the empty flask, and must at last
+    Have fainted on the scorching sand.
+
+          We read
+    That Hagar cast him 'neath a shrub, and then,
+    Withdrawing quite a space, she prayed, "O God,
+    Let me not see his death!" and so sank down
+    Upon the ground to watch him where he lay,
+    And wept such tears as touched the world on high
+    With sympathy divine. God heard the lad,
+    And from his radiant home an angel spake:
+    "What aileth thee, O Hagar? Rise and take
+    The lad, and stand him on his feet. I'll make
+    Of him a nation great." Her eyes were opened;
+    And she saw a well, from which with joyful haste
+    She filled her flask and gave the weakling lad
+    A draught which gave him back to health
+    And life again.
+
+          Water!--a type of Christ,
+    God's son, that whosoever will may drink
+    That everflowing stream of love and live
+    Eternally! The angel's prophecy foretold
+    Those countless hordes, those tented caravans,
+    Whose graceful steeds have plied through centuries past
+    Those barren, trackless wastes; some of the men
+    Who, Egypt-bound with spicery and balm,
+    Halted beside the lonely pit, and bartered there
+    For that young lad whose coat dyed in the blood
+    Of kids, made Jacob with wild agony exclaim,
+    "This is my Joseph's coat! He has, no doubt,
+    Been rent in twain by beasts!"
+
+          The wanderers soon
+    Lay down to rest, 'neath starry skies to wait
+    Another dawn, and on the mother's face
+    There must have been a light of joy divine;
+    For had she not held intercourse with Heaven?
+    Were not its guardian bands around them then
+    In desert weird and wild?
+
+          Ye weary souls,
+    Tired travelers on the sands of time,
+    Trust God and look to him for strength!
+    The angel of his word speaks faith and peace,
+    And presses to the thirsting lip the cup
+    Of immortality!
+
+
+
+
+MUSINGS
+
+"Childhood and youth are vanity."
+
+
+    Often o'er life's pathway straying
+    Come sweet strains of long ago,
+    To the chords of memory playing
+    Music sweet and music low.
+
+    When upon the gray rock musing
+    'Neath the tree by childhood's home,
+    In the wild bird's note so soothing
+    Tenderly these strains will come.
+
+    Gazing on the deep fringed mountain,
+    Distance robing it in blue,
+    Quaffing the familiar fountain,
+    Each repeats the story too.
+
+    Wandering by the streamlet flowing
+    Where we played in hours of glee,
+    Hear its murmurs coming, going,
+    Tell of joys that used to be.
+
+    Wandering in the leafy wildwood
+    Sometimes in our leisure hours,
+    In the sunny days of childhood
+    How much fairer seemed its flowers!
+
+    Watching from the hill the sunset
+    'Neath the spreading chestnut tree,
+    Youthful dreams and visions come yet
+    Through the years so magically.
+
+    Yet how vain these memories olden
+    If they do not teach the truth
+    That within the city golden
+    Only, dwells perpetual youth.
+
+
+
+
+BARTIMÆUS
+
+
+    "What means this throng?" a blind man said,
+    Whilst begging by the highway side;
+    Begging and blind, and lacking bread,
+    His ears discern the living tide.
+    "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by,"
+    Was answered. Had he heard aright?
+    Oh, was the heavenly healer nigh,
+    He who could give the blind their sight?
+    "Jesus, have mercy!" lo, he cried,
+    "Oh, son of David, pity me!"
+    And when the jeering crowd deride,
+    His accents form a clearer plea.
+    Jesus stood still. A kindly voice
+    Bade him good cheer--"He calleth thee."
+    Thus must his lonely heart rejoice,
+    "He thinks of me; yes, even me!"
+    Bartimæus found the Living Light
+    Who asked and granted his request.
+    His blinded eyes received their sight;
+    With joy he followed with the rest.
+    How oft when Jesus passes by,
+    The heart-blind hear but don't perceive,
+    Else how they would for mercy cry
+    Ere Christ their Lord should take his leave!
+    Like him of whom this story's told
+    They'd pray, "Lord Jesus, pity me!"
+    And find his power and love could fold
+    Them here and in eternity.
+
+
+
+
+
+ZACCHÆUS
+
+_Jesus entered and passed through Jericho._--Luke 19:1-10.
+
+
+    City of palms! whose ancient name
+      Suggests a line of scarlet hue,
+    Type of thy glorious Guest who came
+      And passed with crowds thy borders through,
+    Did aught foretell that on that day,
+      The Lord of life would favor thee,
+    And centuries ring the novel way
+      A soul was made both glad and free?
+
+    Zacchæus knew that through thy gates
+      Came One he oft had longed to see;
+    Alas! how adverse were the fates--
+      So dense the throng, so small was he!
+    Considering, he ran before
+      And climbed into a wayside tree,
+    And ever since the sycamore
+      Is blended with his history.
+
+    While peering eagerly below,
+      Above the tumult of the town
+    That soothing voice to mortal woe
+      Bade him to hasten quickly down.
+    "Come," Jesus said, "I must abide
+      And tarry at thy house with thee."
+    Zacchæus the honor swift applied,
+      And entertained him joyfully.
+
+    The people frowned that Christ should dine
+      With a rich sinner publican,
+    Nor knew his act of grace would shine,
+      A star of hope, to fallen man.
+    Zacchæus assured his royal guest,
+      "Lord, half my goods I give the poor;
+    And if I falsely have opprest,
+      Fourfold I unto men restore."
+
+    His listener reads the human heart
+      And all its thoughts unerringly;
+    Alone such wisdom can impart
+      And judge of its sincerity.
+    Jesus received this sin-sick soul,
+      Salvation to his house was given;
+    And while time's cycles onward roll,
+      His faith and works will point toward heaven.
+
+    "I came," the Lord of glory said
+      (Nor did he count the pain and cost),
+    "To feed the hungry soul with bread,
+      To seek and save that which was lost."
+
+
+
+
+APRIL
+
+
+    When April weeps, she wakes the flowers
+    That slept the winter through.
+    Oh, did they dream those frosty hours
+    That she would be untrue
+    And not awaken them in time
+    To smile their smiles of love,
+    To hear the robin's merry chime,
+    And gentle cooing dove?
+
+    And when they feel their mother's tears
+    So gently o'er them weep,
+    Will they tell her of their simple fears
+    And visions while asleep?
+    And will they tell her that they dreamed,
+    Beneath their sheets of snow,
+    Such weary dreamings that it seemed
+    The winter ne'er would go?
+
+    They'll soon be wide-awake and up,
+    In dainty robes arrayed,
+    Blue violet, gold buttercup,
+    And quaker-lady staid.
+    Wild eglantine and clustering thorn
+    Will grace the byway lanes,
+    Whilst woodland flowers the dells adorn
+    And daisies cheer the plains.
+
+    The rippling streamlet soon will be
+    A crystal mirror bright
+    For waving branch and mint and tree
+    That nod in golden light
+    Of summer sunbeams glad'ning rays
+    Filling the heart with love,
+    While nature and earth, uniting, praise
+    The God who reigns above.
+
+    In lowly spots will lilies spring
+    And scent the summer breeze,
+    And on the earth there'll be no king
+    Arrayed like one of these.
+    So weeping April's tears will bring
+    Her children from the tomb,
+    Will dress the earth in robes of spring,
+    Brightened by fragrant bloom.
+
+
+
+
+BETHLEHEM
+
+_Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea._--Matthew 2:1.
+
+
+    Bethlehem, where Christ was born,
+    Bethlehem, the Christian's star!
+    Bethlehem's prophetic morn
+    Echoed ages from afar.
+    Where the shepherds heard the song
+    Heralding the holy birth,
+    Tidings that would right the wrong,
+    News of joy from heaven to earth.
+
+    This the song the angels sang:
+    "Peace on earth, good will to men."
+    Glory in the highest rang,
+    Glory now and glory then.
+    Christ, the king of earth and heaven,
+    Gave himself to cleanse our sin;
+    Through his blood we are forgiven
+    And eternal life may win.
+
+    Come to him with every woe;
+    He has said, "Come unto me."
+    Better refuge none can know
+    Whither to safely, gladly flee.
+    Well may hallelujahs ring
+    O'er God's gift from heaven above;
+    Yet, although the angels sing,
+    Angels cannot tell his love.
+
+
+
+
+NATURE'S LESSON
+
+
+    We traveled by a mountain's edge,
+    It was September calm and bright,
+    Nature had decked its rocky ledge
+    With flowers of varied hue and height.
+    It seemed a miracle that they
+    Should flourish in that meager soil,
+    As noble spirits oftenest may
+    Gleam forth through poverty and toil.
+
+    Below were rippling, sparkling streams
+    Through meadows kissed by shadowy hills,
+    Reflecting autumn's peaceful dreams
+    Within those swift, translucent rills.
+    This lesson should these scenes impart
+    As on the road of life we go,
+    To do our duty and take heart,
+    As flowers bloom and streamlets flow.
+
+    Perhaps in ages yet to be
+    May flowers wave here e'en as today,
+    These streams still rush in merry glee
+    To cheer and charm who here may stray;
+    But we upon Time's rapid tide
+    Like morning mists will disappear;
+    But if by faith to Christ allied,
+    Heaven's glory is both sure and clear.
+
+    We look from Nature to her God;
+    We feel his presence from above;
+    We know that when the earth he trod,
+    He preached through her his wondrous love.
+    What is there in our flitting years
+    With this pure treasure can compare?
+    His love can wipe away our tears,
+    His love can lighten every care.
+
+
+
+
+THE MIGRATORY SWANS
+
+    A necklace in the depth of blue
+    Of scintillating, silvery pearls,
+    Which peering eagerly we view
+    As gracefully it curves and whirls,
+    Safely and swiftly, far away
+    They seek the groves of date and lime;
+    Naught can arrest and naught dismay
+    From heights so lofty and sublime.
+
+    In dreams alone their wintry home
+    Can haunt them with its ice and snow;
+    Mingled with visions as they come
+    Of shimmering waves where lilies grow
+    And open lakes are fresh and clear,
+    Fit mirror for a plumaged breast,
+    Shaded by moss-grown trees. 'Tis here
+    They'll dip and dive in gleeful rest.
+
+    Vanished! and vainly do we try
+    To trace upon the distant air
+    That scroll which written on the sky
+    Told of the hand which led them there.
+    Could we upon our heavenward way
+    From tempting snares as far remove
+    And be as disenthralled as they,
+    We'd plainer show a guiding love.
+
+    We skim too closely to the earth,
+    We press too slowly for the prize,
+    Let thoughts and cares of trivial worth
+    Retard our journey to the skies.
+    Oh, let us watch and pray to have
+    A loftier flight from transient things,
+    Inspired like swans at last to lave
+    In streams of bliss our wearied wings!
+
+
+
+
+MINISTERING WOMEN
+
+_And Joanna, the wife of Chuza, Herod's steward, and Susanna and many
+others who ministered unto him of their substance._--Luke 8:3. Mark
+14:3-9. John 12:3-8. Matthew 26:6-13. Luke 7:37-50. John 11:3.
+
+
+    Those women who their Christ and Lord
+    Aided by gentle ministry,
+    Have gained their race a rich reward,
+    Treasured in sacred history.
+
+    Joanna is unknown at court,
+    Although entitled to be there;
+    The record of her life's report
+    In fadeless glory has its share.
+
+    Susanna's name is intertwined,
+    A gem as sparkling and as clear
+    As those with which it is enshrined;
+    And this is all we know of her.
+
+    And those whose names have not been given
+    Are now in realms of light and love,
+    Praising him mid the choirs of heaven,
+    Crowned with his joy and peace and love.
+
+    Mary of Magdala was brought
+    From mysteries strange and dark and drear
+    To heights with joy and gladness fraught;
+    She radiates a luster clear.
+
+    Those chimes from Bethany will ring
+    With power that will not, cannot die;
+    Martha's and Mary's names will sing
+    Long as the flitting centuries fly.
+
+    That spikenard, which 'twas wholly meet
+    Mary should pour upon his head,
+    Has filled with fragrance rare and sweet
+    Succeeding ages as they've fled.
+
+    And when a critic standing near
+    Censured her act, misunderstood,
+    Christ spoke so that the world might hear;
+    He said, "She hath done what she could."
+
+    This her memorial while the sun
+    Traverses the blue dome of heaven,
+    Fulfilling while time's cycles run
+    Christ's prophecy which then was given.
+
+    Unto the end these faithful few,
+    Regardless of all pain and loss,
+    Did what their hearts and hands could do,
+    Though bowed with wonder at the cross.
+
+    Such love they could not understand,
+    Such love unto his latest breath;
+    That love had our redemption planned
+    Both in his life and in his death.
+
+    They haunt the tomb in which he lay,
+    Grief-stricken, desolate, and lone;
+    But Magdalene at break of day
+    Found that her precious charge was gone.
+
+    Two angels said, "Why weepest thou?"
+    The angels knew ere they inquired.
+    They knew her heart could triumph now,
+    These sinless ones by love inspired.
+
+    She, weeping, told her loss and woe,
+    Then answered thus a questioner near:
+    "Sir, if thou dost his refuge know,
+    Tell me. I seek him vainly here."
+
+    "Mary!" She listened to her name
+    Uttered by Christ, her risen Lord.
+    "Master?" her trembling lips exclaim,
+    Then wondered, worshipped, and adored.
+
+    Her joy is ours! Oh, may we see
+    That joy more plainly every day!
+    Christ lives and loves eternally,--
+    Swift feet such tidings should convey.
+
+    Eternal life and heavenly rest
+    He purchased by death's agony,
+    That whosoever will be blest
+    With glorious immortality.
+
+    May we our sisters of the past
+    In life and character revere,
+    Like them be faithful to the last,
+    Like them be loving and sincere.
+
+    First must the gospel plan of love
+    To every land and tribe be given,
+    Ere He'll return who from above
+    Is God's best gift to earth from heaven.
+
+
+
+
+THAT JEWISH LAD
+
+_There is a lad here which hath five barley loaves, and two small
+fishes._--John 6:9.
+
+
+    He must have been a thoughtful youth,
+    His name the record has not given,
+    But if his heart imbibed the truth,
+    'Tis written in the books of heaven.
+    A cipher in the multitude,
+    He followed with his meager store,
+    And far from his perception crude
+    The miracle that made it more.
+
+    With loaves and fishes few, this lad
+    By power and aid of one divine
+    Has made the hungry thousands glad
+    And God's providing power to shine.
+    When at the midweek hour of prayer
+    Ye faithful mourn your number few,
+    Pray He who fed that throng be there
+    Your faith and vigor to renew.
+
+    He will your meek petitions hear
+    Which, like those loaves and fishes small,
+    Will cause his glory to appear
+    In showers of blessing that will fall.
+    The centuries are sweeping by,
+    Bearing their millions gay and sad,
+    And wafting those to realms on high
+    Who follow with that Jewish lad.
+
+
+
+
+IN SINCERITY
+
+_Grace be with them that love our Lord Jesus Christ in
+sincerity._--Ephesians 6:24.
+
+
+    Thou saddened one whose longing eyes
+      Seek quickening thoughts to glean,
+    Whose views of Christ, the Heavenly prize,
+      Clouds often veer between,
+    That rapture which may be expressed
+      By others constantly
+    Is not thine own; in truth confessed,
+      Where is the mystery?
+
+    Ask now these questions of thy soul:
+      My heart, is it sincere?
+    Do I his holy name extol,
+      And is He truly dear?
+    Like Peter can I, too, record
+      And urge his earnest plea,
+    "Thou knowest all things, gracious Lord;
+      Thou knowest I love Thee"?
+
+    There is no music like his voice:
+      To this can'st thou attest?
+    No message makes thee so rejoice
+      As "Come to me and rest"?
+    If there's been left within thine heart
+      By word or deed a thorn,
+    Can prayer extract the cruel dart
+      And heal it ere the morn?
+
+    Does prayer cast out disquietude
+      And every bitter thought;
+    All hate and enmity exclude
+      By Love with patience fraught?
+    Or, if perchance there may be found
+      A hurt that festers still,
+    Is this the balm that soothes the wound--
+      "'Twas needed; 'tis God's will"?
+
+    Is there a saint, however poor,
+      However lowly born,
+    That earthly treasure could allure
+      Thee to mistreat or scorn?
+    These queries, are they answered well?
+      Then press with joy toward Heaven,
+    Filled with that peace tongue cannot tell,
+      The sense of sin forgiven.
+
+    Accept your Saviour's proffered rest!
+      Behold! there's grace for thee;
+    All those who love Him now are blest,--
+      Love in sincerity.
+
+
+
+
+THEY'RE COMING!
+
+
+    They're coming! And it seems so long
+    Since sadly autumn laid them low.
+    They left us with the robin's song,
+    They left us to the ice and snow.
+
+    They're coming! So the March wind saith.
+    Though singing songs with icy breath,
+    He's chanting of another May,
+    He's chanting of King Winter's death.
+
+    They're coming! 'Neath the forest's mold,
+    In mossy beds of ferny soil,
+    Slowly their tiny robes unfold,
+    Yet do they neither spin nor toil.
+
+    They're coming! With their influence pure,
+    Their emblematic power again
+    Of him who would our steps allure
+    To realms of love, devoid of pain.
+
+    They're coming! With the summer's breeze,
+    With azure skies and sunny showers,
+    With notes of birds and hum of bees--
+    Who will not welcome back the flowers?
+
+
+
+
+
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+
+<h1><i>The Mountain Spring and Other Poems</i></h1>
+
+<h3>BY</h3>
+
+<h2>NANNIE R. GLASS</h2>
+
+
+<div class="center">
+BOSTON<br />
+SHERMAN, FRENCH &amp; COMPANY<br />
+1913<br />
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>TO THE MEMORY OF HER PARENTS, WHO KEPT THEIR ALTAR FIRES
+     BURNING, THE AUTHOR AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATES THIS LITTLE BOOK</p></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>CONTENTS</h2>
+
+
+
+<p>
+ <a href="#THE_MOUNTAIN_SPRING"><b>THE MOUNTAIN SPRING</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#GO_WANDER"><b>GO WANDER</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#LOVE"><b>LOVE</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THE_LILIES"><b>THE LILIES</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#TELL_PETER"><b>TELL PETER</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THE_SLEET"><b>THE SLEET</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#ANSWERED"><b>ANSWERED</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#ALONE"><b>ALONE</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#NO_OTHER"><b>NO OTHER</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#WEALTH"><b>WEALTH</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THE_CAPTIVES"><b>THE CAPTIVES</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THE_LIVING_WATER"><b>THE LIVING WATER</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#JESUS_INTERCEDES"><b>JESUS INTERCEDES</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#EVES_FLOWERS"><b>EVE'S FLOWERS</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#COME_UNTO_ME"><b>COME UNTO ME</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#NOVEMBER"><b>NOVEMBER</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THE_TRAVELERS"><b>THE TRAVELERS</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#DAYBREAK"><b>DAYBREAK</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#GONE"><b>GONE</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#AWAKE"><b>AWAKE!</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#ABIDE_WITH_USquot"><b>&quot;ABIDE WITH US&quot;</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#O_BETHLEHEM"><b>O BETHLEHEM!</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#RING_THE_BELLS"><b>RING THE BELLS</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THE_DESERT_SPRING"><b>THE DESERT SPRING</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#MUSINGS"><b>MUSINGS</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#BARTIMAEUS"><b>BARTIM&AElig;US</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#ZACCHAEUS"><b>ZACCH&AElig;US</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#APRIL"><b>APRIL</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#BETHLEHEM"><b>BETHLEHEM</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#NATURES_LESSON"><b>NATURE'S LESSON</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THE_MIGRATORY_SWANS"><b>THE MIGRATORY SWANS</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#MINISTERING_WOMEN"><b>MINISTERING WOMEN</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THAT_JEWISH_LAD"><b>THAT JEWISH LAD</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#IN_SINCERITY"><b>IN SINCERITY</b></a><br />
+ <a href="#THEYRE_COMING"><b>THEY'RE COMING!</b></a><br />
+ </p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2>THE MOUNTAIN SPRING AND OTHER POEMS</h2>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_MOUNTAIN_SPRING" id="THE_MOUNTAIN_SPRING" />THE MOUNTAIN SPRING</h2>
+
+<p><i>And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take
+the water of life freely.</i>&mdash;Revelation 22:17.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>I wandered down a mountain road,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Past flower and rock and lichen gray,<br /></span>
+<span>Alone with nature and her God<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Upon a flitting summer day.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The forest skirted to the edge<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Of Capon river, Hampshire's gem,<br /></span>
+<span>Which, bathing many a primrose ledge,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Oft sparkled like a diadem.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>At length a silvery spring I spied,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Gurgling through moss and fern along,<br /></span>
+<span>Waiting to bless with cooling tide<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">All who were gladdened by its song.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Oh, who would pass with thirsting lip<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And burning brow, this limpid wave?<br /></span>
+<span>Who would not pause with joy and sip?<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Its crystal depths who would not crave?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>This query woke a voice within&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Why slight the spring of God's great love,<br /></span>
+<span>That fount that cleanseth from all sin,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Our purchase paid by Christ above?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Whoever will may drink! Oh, why,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Worn toilers in this earthly strife,<br /></span>
+<span>Reject a mansion in the sky,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Reject heaven's bliss and endless life?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="GO_WANDER" id="GO_WANDER" />GO WANDER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Go, wander, little book,<br /></span>
+<span>Nor let thy wand'ring cease;<br /></span>
+<span>May all who on these pages look<br /></span>
+<span>From sin find sweet release,<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Through Christ, God's holy son,<br /></span>
+<span>Who left his throne in heaven<br /></span>
+<span>And e'en death's anguish did not shun<br /></span>
+<span>That we might be forgiven.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>How should our thoughts and deeds<br /></span>
+<span>Exalt this mighty friend,<br /></span>
+<span>Who died, yet lives and intercedes<br /></span>
+<span>And loves us to the end!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="LOVE" id="LOVE" />LOVE</h2>
+
+<p><i>For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves;
+it is the gift of God.</i>&mdash;Ephesians 2:8.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Christ might have called the angels down<br /></span>
+<span>To bear him safe above,<br /></span>
+<span>To shield his brow from sorrow's crown,<br /></span>
+<span>From death's cold blight, and bitter frown,<br /></span>
+<span>Had it not been for love.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Our glorious King, our Prince of Peace,<br /></span>
+<span>Has left his throne above<br /></span>
+<span>To give our souls from sin release,<br /></span>
+<span>To make our pain and anguish cease,<br /></span>
+<span>And all because of love.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>By faith in him, we all may see<br /></span>
+<span>In realms of light above,<br /></span>
+<span>Through streams of blood on Calvary,<br /></span>
+<span>A joyful immortality;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>The purchase price was love.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_LILIES" id="THE_LILIES" />THE LILIES</h2>
+
+<p><i>Consider the lilies.</i>&mdash;Luke 2:27.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Emblems of Christ our Lord,<br /></span>
+<span>Roses and lilies fair,<br /></span>
+<span>These flowers in His word,<br /></span>
+<span>His glory seem to share.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The lilies of the field,<br /></span>
+<span>Sweet teachers of the soul,<br /></span>
+<span>Which will their lessons yield<br /></span>
+<span>Long as the seasons roll,<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They neither toil nor spin,<br /></span>
+<span>Exist without a care,<br /></span>
+<span>And yet no earthly king can win<br /></span>
+<span>A garb so chaste and rare.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Frozen, they burst to life,<br /></span>
+<span>To nature's minstrelsy&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>A resurrection type<br /></span>
+<span>Of immortality.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="TELL_PETER" id="TELL_PETER" />TELL PETER</h2>
+
+<p><i>And Simon Peter stood and warmed himself.</i>&mdash;John 18:25.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Peter, it was not outward cold<br /></span>
+<span>But inward chill thy bosom froze,<br /></span>
+<span>Made thee deny with falsehood bold<br /></span>
+<span>Thy Lord and Master to his foes.<br /></span>
+<span>When we find cheer at Satan's fires<br /></span>
+<span>The world is there to work us harm,<br /></span>
+<span>To deaden all our pure desires<br /></span>
+<span>With its deceitful lure and charm.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Peter, the voice of chanticleer<br /></span>
+<span>Fulfilled what Christ had prophesied;<br /></span>
+<span>And oh, that pitying look sincere<br /></span>
+<span>From him whom thou hadst just denied!<br /></span>
+<span>Thy burst of penitential grief!<br /></span>
+<span>Heaven those tears did surely send.<br /></span>
+<span>Tears give the burdened heart relief;<br /></span>
+<span>Dry anguish may its tendrils rend.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Sin soon will crucify our Lord,<br /></span>
+<span>Thy sin, and all the world's beside.<br /></span>
+<span>He gave himself, the Living Word,<br /></span>
+<span>Our shelter from God's wrath to hide.<br /></span>
+<span>Had all the seraphs pens to write<br /></span>
+<span>Such love upon the boundless sky,<br /></span>
+<span>Angelic powers could not indite<br /></span>
+<span>Its greatness while the ages fly.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The hour is hastening. God has willed<br /></span>
+<span>That Christ should through his own decree<br /></span>
+<span>Abolish death and have fulfilled<br /></span>
+<span>Our blood-bought immortality.<br /></span>
+<span>And when the awful tomb he rent,<br /></span>
+<span>When freed from every earthly thrall,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Tell Peter&quot; was the message sent;<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Tell Peter&quot;&mdash;'tis love's tender call.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Peter was martyr to his faith;<br /></span>
+<span>His rock, God's son whom he denied;<br /></span>
+<span>This faith the key that unlocks death<br /></span>
+<span>To realms where joy and peace abide.<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Tell Peter!&quot; Honey drops of love,<br /></span>
+<span>Awaking all the choirs of heaven!<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Tell Peter&quot;&mdash;angels from above<br /></span>
+<span>Shout, &quot;Hear, O earth, and be forgiven!&quot;<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_SLEET" id="THE_SLEET" />THE SLEET</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Regal the earth seems with diamonds today,<br /></span>
+<span>Gemming all nature in blazing array;<br /></span>
+<span>A picture more fairy-like never could be<br /></span>
+<span>Than this wonderful icicle filigree.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>A crystallized world! What a marvelous sight,<br /></span>
+<span>Gorgeous and grand in the March sunlight!<br /></span>
+<span>The frost-king magician has changed the spring showers<br /></span>
+<span>To turquois and topaz and sapphire bowers.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And what is the lesson we learn from the sleet,<br /></span>
+<span>As toiling life's road with wearying feet,<br /></span>
+<span>Upward we strive, but failing so oft<br /></span>
+<span>In the struggles that bear us aright and aloft?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>'Tis this&mdash;that the hard breath of winter's chill blast<br /></span>
+<span>Alone can this mantle of loveliness cast;<br /></span>
+<span>And thus our sharp winds of trial may prove<br /></span>
+<span>Angels to weave us bright garments of love.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="ANSWERED" id="ANSWERED" />ANSWERED</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ye realms of beauty from afar,<br /></span>
+<span>What speak ye to the saddened soul?<br /></span>
+<span>What is the message of each star<br /></span>
+<span>As ever ceaselessly ye roll?<br /></span>
+<span>Thus do ye answer: &quot;We declare<br /></span>
+<span>God's glory; and to you 'tis given<br /></span>
+<span>To cast on him your every care,<br /></span>
+<span>For he hath wound the clock of heaven.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ye hoary hills which have looked down<br /></span>
+<span>On all the centuries of time,<br /></span>
+<span>Have felt their touch without a frown,<br /></span>
+<span>And with indifference sublime,<br /></span>
+<span>What would ye speak, if understood,<br /></span>
+<span>Of life with all its woes and ills?<br /></span>
+<span>'Tis this: to all they work for good<br /></span>
+<span>Who love the maker of the hills.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="ALONE" id="ALONE" />ALONE</h2>
+
+<p>Genesis 28:10-22.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>The sun had set. He was alone;<br /></span>
+<span>Mid twilight shadows he would rest.<br /></span>
+<span>He laid his head upon a stone<br /></span>
+<span>To woo sweet slumber for his guest.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Perhaps within those midnight hours<br /></span>
+<span>His rugged bed was cold and chill,<br /></span>
+<span>But wrapped in Dreamland's mystic powers,<br /></span>
+<span>He knew no danger, felt no ill.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>A vision in his dreams appeared!<br /></span>
+<span>Angels were stepping to and fro<br /></span>
+<span>Upon a ladder which, upreared,<br /></span>
+<span>Aided their ministry below.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And then God spake in words which said<br /></span>
+<span>What future ages would unfold,<br /></span>
+<span>The soil on which he made his bed<br /></span>
+<span>Was his, by prophecy foretold.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>He further heard that holy voice<br /></span>
+<span>Predict that through his tribe would be<br /></span>
+<span>Blessings in which all should rejoice,<br /></span>
+<span>Blessings which all the world should see.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Through Jacob would the gift be given<br /></span>
+<span>Of Jesus to this sinful earth;<br /></span>
+<span>God signified within this vision<br /></span>
+<span>Glad news of our Redeemer's birth;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The star of Bethlehem would shine,<br /></span>
+<span>That star of joy and peace and love,<br /></span>
+<span>Our bleeding sacrifice divine<br /></span>
+<span>To cleanse our hearts, our guilt remove.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>If faith and praise in us abound<br /></span>
+<span>Toward Israel's God, angels are near;<br /></span>
+<span>His word declares they camp around<br /></span>
+<span>All those who look to him in fear.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>When Jacob woke, the ground he trod<br /></span>
+<span>Seemed holy; and he named his stone<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Bethel,&quot; which means &quot;the house of God.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>With heaven so near, was he alone?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="NO_OTHER" id="NO_OTHER" />NO OTHER</h2>
+
+<p><i>Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name
+under heaven given among men whereby we must be saved.</i>&mdash;Acts 4:12.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Swiftly we float upon time's tide<br /></span>
+<span>Adown the stream of years.<br /></span>
+<span>Sometimes past hills of joy we glide,<br /></span>
+<span>Sometimes through vales of tears.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Age follows youth, which, ere we know,<br /></span>
+<span>Has vanished like a dream,<br /></span>
+<span>And takes its glamour from the glow<br /></span>
+<span>Of mem'ry's silvery gleam.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>There is no halt; and more and more<br /></span>
+<span>There seems an open sea<br /></span>
+<span>Reaching us with its ceaseless roar&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>It is eternity.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>There is one Pilot that we need,<br /></span>
+<span>One who can safely steer,<br /></span>
+<span>One who at heaven's court can plead,<br /></span>
+<span>And all our journey cheer.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>'Tis Jesus Christ; and all who see<br /></span>
+<span>In him the truth, the way,<br /></span>
+<span>Are in possession of the key<br /></span>
+<span>To heaven's eternal day.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="WEALTH" id="WEALTH" />WEALTH</h2>
+
+<p><i>He heapeth up riches and knoweth not who shall gather them.</i>&mdash;Psalm
+39:6.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>O soul, it is not thine,<br /></span>
+<span>But lent to thee in trust<br /></span>
+<span>That thou may'st make God's glory shine,<br /></span>
+<span>Secured from moth and rust.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Thou can'st not take one mite<br /></span>
+<span>Except as thou dost give<br /></span>
+<span>And waft it in the golden light<br /></span>
+<span>Where heaven's glories live.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Go look for those in need&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>The hungry and the cold.<br /></span>
+<span>Kind words and actions are the seed<br /></span>
+<span>Which yield their fruits of gold.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Give to the heathen world<br /></span>
+<span>Knowledge of Christ our Lord;<br /></span>
+<span>Pray that his banner be unfurled;<br /></span>
+<span>Send forth, his priceless word.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>He lived for us and died,<br /></span>
+<span>And intercedes above.<br /></span>
+<span>His blood, a sacrificial tide,<br /></span>
+<span>Redeems us by his love.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Barbarian, bond and free,<br /></span>
+<span>The wise and the unwise&quot;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>'Tis ours to give and theirs to see<br /></span>
+<span>Salvation's blood-bought prize.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>We know not 'neath the sky<br /></span>
+<span>Who'll gather of our store,<br /></span>
+<span>But if we lay it up on high,<br /></span>
+<span>'Tis ours forevermore.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_CAPTIVES" id="THE_CAPTIVES" />THE CAPTIVES</h2>
+
+<p>Psalm 137.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Captives by Babel's limpid streams,<br /></span>
+<span>We hung our harps on willows there;<br /></span>
+<span>Wept over Zion; and our dreams,<br /></span>
+<span>Waking or sleeping, she did share.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Our victors, with their battle arms,<br /></span>
+<span>Derided, jeered, and scorned our tears;<br /></span>
+<span>Required mirth, diversion's charms,<br /></span>
+<span>To thus allay their guilty fears.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Sing us a song&quot; is their demand,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Yea, sing us one of Zion's songs!&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>How can our voices thus expand<br /></span>
+<span>To what to us and God belongs?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>How can we on this heathen shore,<br /></span>
+<span>Surrounded by idolatry,<br /></span>
+<span>Sing songs that unto us are more<br /></span>
+<span>Than all their glittering pageantry?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Jerusalem, should we forget,<br /></span>
+<span>We pray our hearts and tongues be still!<br /></span>
+<span>Jerusalem! Oh, may we yet<br /></span>
+<span>Worship upon thy holy hill.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Babylon, thou art to be destroyed!<br /></span>
+<span>Thy doom's foretold in prophecy;<br /></span>
+<span>And happy be the means employed<br /></span>
+<span>To hurl thee to thy destiny.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_LIVING_WATER" id="THE_LIVING_WATER" />THE LIVING WATER</h2>
+
+<p><i>I that speak unto thee am he.</i>&mdash;John 4:26.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>She left her home that morn<br /></span>
+<span>In fair Samaria's land,<br /></span>
+<span>All heedless of her state forlorn,<br /></span>
+<span>Sin-bound, both heart and hand.<br /></span>
+<span>With prejudicial pride<br /></span>
+<span>She scorned the meek request<br /></span>
+<span>Of One who sat the well beside,<br /></span>
+<span>With heat and thirst opprest.<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Thou art a Jew,&quot; she said,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;And asketh drink of me?<br /></span>
+<span>Samaria's daughter was not bred<br /></span>
+<span>To deal with such as thee.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>She would not yield a sip<br /></span>
+<span>E'en if its maker sued,<br /></span>
+<span>While he from love, with thirsting lip,<br /></span>
+<span>Sought and her heart renewed.<br /></span>
+<span>He made her ask for life,<br /></span>
+<span>Eternal life through him,<br /></span>
+<span>And &quot;living water&quot; was the type<br /></span>
+<span>To her perception dim.<br /></span>
+<span>O yes! She fain would taste<br /></span>
+<span>And never thirst again,<br /></span>
+<span>And never cross the burning waste<br /></span>
+<span>In weariness and pain!<br /></span>
+<span>Her life he questioned now;<br /></span>
+<span>Revealed her history.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>She must have blushed. How could he know?<br /></span>
+<span>Here was a mystery!<br /></span>
+<span>Abashed she now replied,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Thou art a prophet, sir!&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>And straightway sought with clannish pride<br /></span>
+<span>Instruction's voice to hear;<br /></span>
+<span>Instruction that will bless<br /></span>
+<span>The world each passing day,<br /></span>
+<span>For every spot man's feet may press,<br /></span>
+<span>There may he praise and pray.<br /></span>
+<span>The woman lent her ear,<br /></span>
+<span>Then urged Messiah's plea.<br /></span>
+<span>Amazing words she now doth hear,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;I that speak unto thee am he.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>What joy! The angels too<br /></span>
+<span>Must share it from above.<br /></span>
+<span>She left her water-pot, and flew<br /></span>
+<span>On feet made swift by love.<br /></span>
+<span>Oh, will these tidings last?<br /></span>
+<span>This news, it must be spread!<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;He knows my present, knows my past;<br /></span>
+<span>This is the Christ,&quot; she said.<br /></span>
+<span>That woman lost in sin<br /></span>
+<span>Drank of the living spring,<br /></span>
+<span>Then swiftly sped dead souls to win,<br /></span>
+<span>And to that fountain bring.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Forbid that we should shrink<br /></span>
+<span>To publish grace so free,<br /></span>
+<span>For all who will that tide may drink<br /></span>
+<span>And live eternally.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They begged that he would stay,<br /></span>
+<span>Believed the truths unfurled,<br /></span>
+<span>And joyfully received that day<br /></span>
+<span>The Saviour of the world.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="JESUS_INTERCEDES" id="JESUS_INTERCEDES" />JESUS INTERCEDES</h2>
+
+<p><i>Seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them.</i>&mdash;Hebrews 7:25.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>When winding up the path of life,<br /></span>
+<span>Sometimes mid thorns, sometimes mid flowers,<br /></span>
+<span>Oft weary of its toil and strife,<br /></span>
+<span>Oft weary of its wintry hours,<br /></span>
+<span>There is one thought than all more sweet<br /></span>
+<span>From care my longing heart to free;<br /></span>
+<span>'Tis this&mdash;oh, wondrous to repeat&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>That Jesus intercedes for me.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And always when the path is steep,<br /></span>
+<span>I cling unto this wayside rope:<br /></span>
+<span>Nothing can give so great relief,<br /></span>
+<span>Nothing can give a brighter hope.<br /></span>
+<span>'Tis like a stately spreading palm,<br /></span>
+<span>Which forms my spirit's canopy,<br /></span>
+<span>'Neath which I breathe the soothing balm<br /></span>
+<span>That Jesus intercedes for me.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And when I reach the sea of death,<br /></span>
+<span>To sail its silent waters o'er,<br /></span>
+<span>This thought shall calm my latest breath<br /></span>
+<span>And waft me to the golden shore.<br /></span>
+<span>Not only that my Savior died,<br /></span>
+<span>The atoning lamb on Calvary,<br /></span>
+<span>But&mdash;was there ever love so wide?&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>Still lives and intercedes for me.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="EVES_FLOWERS" id="EVES_FLOWERS" />EVE'S FLOWERS</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Eve must have wept to leave her flowers,<br /></span>
+<span>And plucked some roots to tell<br /></span>
+<span>Of Eden's happy, sinless bowers,<br /></span>
+<span>Where she in bliss did dwell.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Roses and lilies, pansies gay,<br /></span>
+<span>Violets with azure eyes,<br /></span>
+<span>Her favorites must have been, for they<br /></span>
+<span>Seem born in paradise.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And when they drooped, did she not sigh<br /></span>
+<span>And kiss their petals fair,<br /></span>
+<span>Thinking, &quot;Alas, ye too must die<br /></span>
+<span>And in our sorrow share&quot;?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And then perhaps unto her soul<br /></span>
+<span>This answer sweet was given,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Like you we fade and perish here;<br /></span>
+<span>For you we'll bloom in heaven.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Roses and lilies are the type<br /></span>
+<span>Of him who from above,<br /></span>
+<span>The lamb of God, gave up his life,<br /></span>
+<span>A sacrifice of love.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>He was her hope in those sad hours<br /></span>
+<span>Of blight and sure decay;<br /></span>
+<span>The sin that drove her from her flowers<br /></span>
+<span>His blood could wash away.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="COME_UNTO_ME" id="COME_UNTO_ME" />COME UNTO ME</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Come unto me!&quot; Ah, gentlest word<br /></span>
+<span>E'er breathed in human ear!<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;I am thy Savior and thy Lord;<br /></span>
+<span>Dear child, thou need'st not fear.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Come unto me in sorrow's hour<br /></span>
+<span>When life seems dark and drear;<br /></span>
+<span>I'll shield thee from the tempter's power;<br /></span>
+<span>Dear child, thou need'st not fear.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Come unto me when hopes have flown<br /></span>
+<span>Like leaves wind-swept and sere,<br /></span>
+<span>When every joy thou may'st bemoan;<br /></span>
+<span>Dear child, thou need'st not fear.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Come unto me. I'll give thee rest,<br /></span>
+<span>Will wipe away each tear;<br /></span>
+<span>Come lean thy head upon my breast;<br /></span>
+<span>Dear child, thou need'st not fear.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="NOVEMBER" id="NOVEMBER" />NOVEMBER</h2>
+
+<p><i>But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice.</i>&mdash;Psalm 5:11.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>November is so drear and chill<br /></span>
+<span>Whilst making leafless branch and tree,<br /></span>
+<span>Whilst sweeping over vale and hill<br /></span>
+<span>With all her doleful minstrelsy.<br /></span>
+<span>November wails the summer's death<br /></span>
+<span>In such a melancholy voice,<br /></span>
+<span>She has a withering, blighting breath;<br /></span>
+<span>She does not bid the heart rejoice.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Yet why repine, thou stricken one?<br /></span>
+<span>Grief is the common fate of all.<br /></span>
+<span>This the refrain beneath the sun:<br /></span>
+<span>Mortals must die, and leaves must fall.<br /></span>
+<span>They'll live again, the leaves and flowers,<br /></span>
+<span>When spring returns to bless the earth;<br /></span>
+<span>They'll waken 'neath her sunny hours<br /></span>
+<span>Through nature's touch to beauteous birth.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Hope in decay and do not moan<br /></span>
+<span>That God has taken one we love:<br /></span>
+<span>Why should our hearts be turned to stone<br /></span>
+<span>When he is safe in heaven above?<br /></span>
+<span>Redeemed through Christ, who was his trust,<br /></span>
+<span>With him in realms of joy on high;<br /></span>
+<span>For though down here &quot;'tis dust to dust,&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>The Christian lives beyond the sky.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Then in the autumn's woe rejoice,&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>Rejoice in calm, rejoice in storm;<br /></span>
+<span>In either hear God's tender voice,<br /></span>
+<span>For both his holy will perform.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_TRAVELERS" id="THE_TRAVELERS" />THE TRAVELERS</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Away from the city, away from the crowd,<br /></span>
+<span>Two comrades in sorrow traversed hill and dale;<br /></span>
+<span>The gloom of their hearts did their faces enshroud,<br /></span>
+<span>And clouds of distress only seemed to prevail.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Alone, as they thought; but a stranger unknown<br /></span>
+<span>Inquired thus kindly the cause of their woe:<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Of what are ye talking? Why are ye cast down,<br /></span>
+<span>So burdened with care, as thus onward ye go?&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Cleopas thus answered, &quot;A stranger art thou<br /></span>
+<span>In Jerusalem, not knowing the things happening there?&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;What things?&quot; asked the stranger, desiring now<br /></span>
+<span>Their lips should disclose what had caused their despair.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Of Jesus of Nazareth, one mighty in deed,<br /></span>
+<span>A wonderful prophet; him have they slain.<br /></span>
+<span>To Israel's redemption we hoped he would lead,<br /></span>
+<span>But why should we hope if hope is in vain?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Some women who went to the sepulcher say<br /></span>
+<span>That angels assured them he's living this hour,<br /></span>
+<span>But they did not see him, and try as we may,<br /></span>
+<span>It seems a false rumor of glory and power.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The stranger rebuked them ere he would teach<br /></span>
+<span>What the prophets portray of Christ's sufferings here.<br /></span>
+<span>Their souls were enlivened, but soon they would reach<br /></span>
+<span>The village they sought, which too quickly drew near.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The stranger seemed passing, but now they entreat,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Abide with us here; the day is far spent&quot;;<br /></span>
+<span>They could not forego yet such fellowship sweet,<br /></span>
+<span>And he entered in with them whither they went.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>When supper was ready, they sat up to partake&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>They and the stranger, in whom they delight.<br /></span>
+<span>He blessed, as his custom, the bread ere he brake;<br /></span>
+<span>They knew it was Jesus! And he vanished from sight.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Did not our hearts burn within us,&quot; now they exclaimed,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;As he taught of himself what the prophets record?<br /></span>
+<span>We've seen him, we've heard him, and he is the same:<br /></span>
+<span>He is Israel's Messiah, our Savior and Lord!&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>We are travelers here on the highway of time,<br /></span>
+<span>But he will go with us if we seek him aright.<br /></span>
+<span>His strength will support us as upward we climb;<br /></span>
+<span>Through his blood we inherit immortality's light.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="DAYBREAK" id="DAYBREAK" />DAYBREAK</h2>
+
+<p><i>Until the day break, and the shadows flee away.</i>&mdash;Song of Solomon
+4:6.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Gleaming softly, silvery-faint,<br /></span>
+<span>Heralded by chanticleer,<br /></span>
+<span>Merging from night's shadowy taint,<br /></span>
+<span>New day of the passing year!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Born to bless or born to blight,<br /></span>
+<span>Born for you and born for me,<br /></span>
+<span>Leaving, ere it take its flight,<br /></span>
+<span>Impress on eternity!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>'Tis a gift from God's own hand.<br /></span>
+<span>On its pure unsullied page<br /></span>
+<span>Let us write at his command<br /></span>
+<span>What will bless our pilgrimage.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>True repentance giveth joy<br /></span>
+<span>To the angels in the sky.<br /></span>
+<span>What could be more blest employ<br /></span>
+<span>Than to cheer the choirs on high?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Deeds of patience, deeds of love,<br /></span>
+<span>Banishing all hate and guile&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>These will steer toward heaven above,<br /></span>
+<span>These will make the angels smile.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>May this child of time unite<br /></span>
+<span>Earth and heaven in blest accord,<br /></span>
+<span>Heathen nations see the light<br /></span>
+<span>From the cross of Christ our Lord.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Coming is the glad daybreak,<br /></span>
+<span>The prophetic jubilee;<br /></span>
+<span>Sin will then all hearts forsake,<br /></span>
+<span>Then will all the shadows flee.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="GONE" id="GONE" />GONE</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Upon time's surging, billowy sea<br /></span>
+<span>A ship now slowly disappears,<br /></span>
+<span>With freight no human eye can see,<br /></span>
+<span>But weighing just one hundred years.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Their sighs, their tears, their weary moans,<br /></span>
+<span>Their joy and pleasure, pomp and pride,<br /></span>
+<span>Their angry and their gentle tones,<br /></span>
+<span>Beneath its waves forever hide.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Yes, sunk within oblivion's waves,<br /></span>
+<span>They'll partly live in memory;<br /></span>
+<span>To youth, who will their secrets crave,<br /></span>
+<span>Mostly exist in history.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ah, what a truth steps in this strain&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>They are not lost within time's sea;<br /></span>
+<span>Their words and actions live again,<br /></span>
+<span>And blight or light eternity!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>A new ship comes within our view,<br /></span>
+<span>Laden with dreams both sad and blest;<br /></span>
+<span>To youth they're tinged with roseate hue;<br /></span>
+<span>To weary ones bring longed-for rest.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And still the stream of life flows on,<br /></span>
+<span>Laughing beneath the century new.<br /></span>
+<span>God's promise gilds the horizon;<br /></span>
+<span>Mercy shall reign; his word is true.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="AWAKE" id="AWAKE" />AWAKE!</h2>
+
+<p><i>All my ways are before thee.</i>&mdash;Psalm 119:168.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Awake, O soul, awake!<br /></span>
+<span>Enter thy cell of thought,<br /></span>
+<span>And there in calmness meditate<br /></span>
+<span>On what God's word has taught.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>There's nought within thy scope,<br /></span>
+<span>No influence thou hast sown,<br /></span>
+<span>No gloomy doubt, no joyful hope,<br /></span>
+<span>But unto him are known.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Awake! but grovel not<br /></span>
+<span>In ashes of despair,<br /></span>
+<span>Christ's precious blood can cleanse each spot;<br /></span>
+<span>Cast on him every care.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Before him are thy ways,<br /></span>
+<span>But in his mercy free<br /></span>
+<span>He further yet his love displays,<br /></span>
+<span>And intercedes for thee.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Awake to holy fear<br /></span>
+<span>And praise thy God on high;<br /></span>
+<span>Be it thy joy to praise him here<br /></span>
+<span>And praise him in the sky.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="ABIDE_WITH_USquot" id="ABIDE_WITH_USquot" />&quot;ABIDE WITH US&quot;</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Abide with us!&quot; Where could we go?<br /></span>
+<span>Thou art our strength, thou art our tower,<br /></span>
+<span>Our refuge from the ills below,<br /></span>
+<span>In darkness light, in weakness power.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Abide with us!&quot; We would prevail,<br /></span>
+<span>And plead that thou be ever near<br /></span>
+<span>To banish doubts when they assail,<br /></span>
+<span>And give deliverance from fear.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Abide with us&quot; in words of love,<br /></span>
+<span>For thou dost say, &quot;Come unto me.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Oh, guide us to thy home above<br /></span>
+<span>To dwell in joy and peace with thee!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="O_BETHLEHEM" id="O_BETHLEHEM" />O BETHLEHEM!</h2>
+
+<p>&quot;For he is our peace.&quot;</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>O Bethlehem, where Christ was born<br /></span>
+<span>And angels watched him where he lay,<br /></span>
+<span>When cradled on that holy morn<br /></span>
+<span>That ushered in earth's promised day!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>O Bethlehem, it was thy star<br /></span>
+<span>Which guided o'er the deserts wild<br /></span>
+<span>Those who had journeyed from afar<br /></span>
+<span>To gaze upon the sinless child!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>O Bethlehem, 'twas thine to see<br /></span>
+<span>God's choir announce the Saviour's birth,<br /></span>
+<span>And hear those waves of melody<br /></span>
+<span>Chant peace and good will to the earth!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>O Bethlehem, 'twas thine to weep<br /></span>
+<span>With Rachel o'er the crimson woe<br /></span>
+<span>When cruel hands did vainly seek<br /></span>
+<span>To quench heaven's radiance below!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>O Bethlehem, we hear thy call<br /></span>
+<span>To joy and bliss, and would not cease<br /></span>
+<span>To praise him who has died for all<br /></span>
+<span>Who will accept his blood-bought peace!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="RING_THE_BELLS" id="RING_THE_BELLS" />RING THE BELLS</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ring out the bells of heaven!<br /></span>
+<span>Obey the great command,<br /></span>
+<span>That all may hear their melody<br /></span>
+<span>On mountain, sea, and land,<br /></span>
+<span>The chimes of glory sounding,<br /></span>
+<span>Ascending to the sky;<br /></span>
+<span>Jesus our Savior reigneth<br /></span>
+<span>Forever more on high.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ring how he bore our trials<br /></span>
+<span>And sorrows here below;<br /></span>
+<span>Of his lamb-like, sinless nature,<br /></span>
+<span>Purer than falling snow;<br /></span>
+<span>How he gave his life to banish<br /></span>
+<span>The clouds of midnight gloom<br /></span>
+<span>That brooded o'er creation<br /></span>
+<span>And o'er the dreary tomb.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ring of the well of Sichar<br /></span>
+<span>And the everlasting tide,<br /></span>
+<span>With which its sparkling waters<br /></span>
+<span>His imagery supplied.<br /></span>
+<span>Ring of his mighty power<br /></span>
+<span>To comfort and to heal,<br /></span>
+<span>His gentleness and sympathy<br /></span>
+<span>In either woe or weal.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ring of his blood that speaketh<br /></span>
+<span>Than Abel's, better things,<br /></span>
+<span>And to the guilty conscience<br /></span>
+<span>Sweet peace and pardon brings.<br /></span>
+<span>Ring how he burst death's fetters<br /></span>
+<span>In rising from the grave,<br /></span>
+<span>And from its lasting bondage<br /></span>
+<span>Will all his people save.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ring how he intercedeth<br /></span>
+<span>And ever lives above<br /></span>
+<span>For all who trust and serve him,<br /></span>
+<span>Rejoicing in his love;<br /></span>
+<span>Of the many mansions he's prepared<br /></span>
+<span>Of everlasting rest,<br /></span>
+<span>Whose joys no tongue can utter<br /></span>
+<span>Nor tell how glad and blest.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Awake, then, to your duty,<br /></span>
+<span>O church of Christ, awake!<br /></span>
+<span>Behold the beauty of their feet<br /></span>
+<span>Who the glad tidings take!<br /></span>
+<span>Reach out and ring the bells of heaven;<br /></span>
+<span>Blest be the hands that give<br /></span>
+<span>The truth, that all who listen<br /></span>
+<span>May hope and joy and live!<br /></span>
+<span>Ah, 'tis a wondrous story!<br /></span>
+<span>Good news to all the world!<br /></span>
+<span>The gospel means glad tidings<br /></span>
+<span>Wherever 'tis unfurled.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Great God, impart thy Spirit<br /></span>
+<span>That all who love their Lord<br /></span>
+<span>May see in life a flitting hour<br /></span>
+<span>To obey and speak his word.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_DESERT_SPRING" id="THE_DESERT_SPRING" />THE DESERT SPRING</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Oh, no, my lord, she cannot stay;<br /></span>
+<span>Cast out this bond maid with her mocking child,<br /></span>
+<span>For they cannot be heirs with thine and mine.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Abraham was sad, for he had prayed, &quot;O God,<br /></span>
+<span>That Ishmael may dwell within thy sight!&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>And now the message came to him, &quot;Fear not!<br /></span>
+<span>In all that Sarah says list to her voice.<br /></span>
+<span>In Isaac shall thy seed be called. Also<br /></span>
+<span>I'll make of Hagar's son a nation great,<br /></span>
+<span>Because he sprang from thee.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Then Abraham rose<br /></span>
+<span>At early dawn, and lading Egypt's child<br /></span>
+<span>With water and with bread, sent her grief-worn<br /></span>
+<span>With Ishmael to wander lone within<br /></span>
+<span>Beersheba's wilderness. While yet the air<br /></span>
+<span>Was cool, and nature locked in the embrace<br /></span>
+<span>Of morn, likely the child was blithe and gay,<br /></span>
+<span>Unheeding the sad face and drooping form<br /></span>
+<span>Of her who doubtless turned from childhood's tents<br /></span>
+<span>In tears of woe.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Thrilled with his Arab blood<br /></span>
+<span>He raced along; and thus to fancy's ear<br /></span>
+<span>He prattled on: &quot;O mother, do not weep!<br /></span>
+<span>The Princess Sarah cannot chide us now.<br /></span>
+<span>We're free! I love the wilderness! I love<br /></span>
+<span>The earth and sky! Look at those birds,<br /></span>
+<span>Far as the fleecy clouds! And here<br /></span>
+<span>Are flowers with which to wreathe my bow.<br /></span>
+<span>With it I'll bring thee deer and fowl to dress,<br /></span>
+<span>When by and by we reach a babbling stream<br /></span>
+<span>Where we may safely dwell.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">On, still on,<br /></span>
+<span>Through arid plains, with blistering feet,<br /></span>
+<span>Beneath a burning sky, they toil along.<br /></span>
+<span>The lad no longer talks of birds and flowers,<br /></span>
+<span>But begs for water&mdash;water just to cool<br /></span>
+<span>His parching throat; and likely 'twas that when<br /></span>
+<span>Noon's shadows mirrored the encircling hills,<br /></span>
+<span>He saw the empty flask, and must at last<br /></span>
+<span>Have fainted on the scorching sand.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">We read<br /></span>
+<span>That Hagar cast him 'neath a shrub, and then,<br /></span>
+<span>Withdrawing quite a space, she prayed, &quot;O God,<br /></span>
+<span>Let me not see his death!&quot; and so sank down<br /></span>
+<span>Upon the ground to watch him where he lay,<br /></span>
+<span>And wept such tears as touched the world on high<br /></span>
+<span>With sympathy divine. God heard the lad,<br /></span>
+<span>And from his radiant home an angel spake:<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;What aileth thee, O Hagar? Rise and take<br /></span>
+<span>The lad, and stand him on his feet. I'll make<br /></span>
+<span>Of him a nation great.&quot; Her eyes were opened;<br /></span>
+<span>And she saw a well, from which with joyful haste<br /></span>
+<span>She filled her flask and gave the weakling lad<br /></span>
+<span>A draught which gave him back to health<br /></span>
+<span>And life again.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Water!&mdash;a type of Christ,<br /></span>
+<span>God's son, that whosoever will may drink<br /></span>
+<span>That everflowing stream of love and live<br /></span>
+<span>Eternally! The angel's prophecy foretold<br /></span>
+<span>Those countless hordes, those tented caravans,<br /></span>
+<span>Whose graceful steeds have plied through centuries past<br /></span>
+<span>Those barren, trackless wastes; some of the men<br /></span>
+<span>Who, Egypt-bound with spicery and balm,<br /></span>
+<span>Halted beside the lonely pit, and bartered there<br /></span>
+<span>For that young lad whose coat dyed in the blood<br /></span>
+<span>Of kids, made Jacob with wild agony exclaim,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;This is my Joseph's coat! He has, no doubt,<br /></span>
+<span>Been rent in twain by beasts!&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">The wanderers soon<br /></span>
+<span>Lay down to rest, 'neath starry skies to wait<br /></span>
+<span>Another dawn, and on the mother's face<br /></span>
+<span>There must have been a light of joy divine;<br /></span>
+<span>For had she not held intercourse with Heaven?<br /></span>
+<span>Were not its guardian bands around them then<br /></span>
+<span>In desert weird and wild?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Ye weary souls,<br /></span>
+<span>Tired travelers on the sands of time,<br /></span>
+<span>Trust God and look to him for strength!<br /></span>
+<span>The angel of his word speaks faith and peace,<br /></span>
+<span>And presses to the thirsting lip the cup<br /></span>
+<span>Of immortality!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="MUSINGS" id="MUSINGS" />MUSINGS</h2>
+
+<p>&quot;Childhood and youth are vanity.&quot;</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Often o'er life's pathway straying<br /></span>
+<span>Come sweet strains of long ago,<br /></span>
+<span>To the chords of memory playing<br /></span>
+<span>Music sweet and music low.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>When upon the gray rock musing<br /></span>
+<span>'Neath the tree by childhood's home,<br /></span>
+<span>In the wild bird's note so soothing<br /></span>
+<span>Tenderly these strains will come.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Gazing on the deep fringed mountain,<br /></span>
+<span>Distance robing it in blue,<br /></span>
+<span>Quaffing the familiar fountain,<br /></span>
+<span>Each repeats the story too.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Wandering by the streamlet flowing<br /></span>
+<span>Where we played in hours of glee,<br /></span>
+<span>Hear its murmurs coming, going,<br /></span>
+<span>Tell of joys that used to be.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Wandering in the leafy wildwood<br /></span>
+<span>Sometimes in our leisure hours,<br /></span>
+<span>In the sunny days of childhood<br /></span>
+<span>How much fairer seemed its flowers!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Watching from the hill the sunset<br /></span>
+<span>'Neath the spreading chestnut tree,<br /></span>
+<span>Youthful dreams and visions come yet<br /></span>
+<span>Through the years so magically.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Yet how vain these memories olden<br /></span>
+<span>If they do not teach the truth<br /></span>
+<span>That within the city golden<br /></span>
+<span>Only, dwells perpetual youth.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="BARTIMAEUS" id="BARTIMAEUS" />BARTIM&AElig;US</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;What means this throng?&quot; a blind man said,<br /></span>
+<span>Whilst begging by the highway side;<br /></span>
+<span>Begging and blind, and lacking bread,<br /></span>
+<span>His ears discern the living tide.<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Jesus of Nazareth passeth by,&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Was answered. Had he heard aright?<br /></span>
+<span>Oh, was the heavenly healer nigh,<br /></span>
+<span>He who could give the blind their sight?<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Jesus, have mercy!&quot; lo, he cried,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Oh, son of David, pity me!&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>And when the jeering crowd deride,<br /></span>
+<span>His accents form a clearer plea.<br /></span>
+<span>Jesus stood still. A kindly voice<br /></span>
+<span>Bade him good cheer&mdash;&quot;He calleth thee.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Thus must his lonely heart rejoice,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;He thinks of me; yes, even me!&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Bartim&aelig;us found the Living Light<br /></span>
+<span>Who asked and granted his request.<br /></span>
+<span>His blinded eyes received their sight;<br /></span>
+<span>With joy he followed with the rest.<br /></span>
+<span>How oft when Jesus passes by,<br /></span>
+<span>The heart-blind hear but don't perceive,<br /></span>
+<span>Else how they would for mercy cry<br /></span>
+<span>Ere Christ their Lord should take his leave!<br /></span>
+<span>Like him of whom this story's told<br /></span>
+<span>They'd pray, &quot;Lord Jesus, pity me!&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>And find his power and love could fold<br /></span>
+<span>Them here and in eternity.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="ZACCHAEUS" id="ZACCHAEUS" />ZACCH&AElig;US</h2>
+
+<p><i>Jesus entered and passed through Jericho.</i>&mdash;Luke 19:1-10.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>City of palms! whose ancient name<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Suggests a line of scarlet hue,<br /></span>
+<span>Type of thy glorious Guest who came<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And passed with crowds thy borders through,<br /></span>
+<span>Did aught foretell that on that day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The Lord of life would favor thee,<br /></span>
+<span>And centuries ring the novel way<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">A soul was made both glad and free?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Zacch&aelig;us knew that through thy gates<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Came One he oft had longed to see;<br /></span>
+<span>Alas! how adverse were the fates&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">So dense the throng, so small was he!<br /></span>
+<span>Considering, he ran before<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And climbed into a wayside tree,<br /></span>
+<span>And ever since the sycamore<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Is blended with his history.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>While peering eagerly below,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Above the tumult of the town<br /></span>
+<span>That soothing voice to mortal woe<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Bade him to hasten quickly down.<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Come,&quot; Jesus said, &quot;I must abide<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And tarry at thy house with thee.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Zacch&aelig;us the honor swift applied,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And entertained him joyfully.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The people frowned that Christ should dine<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">With a rich sinner publican,<br /></span>
+<span>Nor knew his act of grace would shine,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">A star of hope, to fallen man.<br /></span>
+<span>Zacch&aelig;us assured his royal guest,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">&quot;Lord, half my goods I give the poor;<br /></span>
+<span>And if I falsely have opprest,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Fourfold I unto men restore.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>His listener reads the human heart<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And all its thoughts unerringly;<br /></span>
+<span>Alone such wisdom can impart<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And judge of its sincerity.<br /></span>
+<span>Jesus received this sin-sick soul,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Salvation to his house was given;<br /></span>
+<span>And while time's cycles onward roll,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">His faith and works will point toward heaven.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;I came,&quot; the Lord of glory said<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">(Nor did he count the pain and cost),<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;To feed the hungry soul with bread,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To seek and save that which was lost.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="APRIL" id="APRIL" />APRIL</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>When April weeps, she wakes the flowers<br /></span>
+<span>That slept the winter through.<br /></span>
+<span>Oh, did they dream those frosty hours<br /></span>
+<span>That she would be untrue<br /></span>
+<span>And not awaken them in time<br /></span>
+<span>To smile their smiles of love,<br /></span>
+<span>To hear the robin's merry chime,<br /></span>
+<span>And gentle cooing dove?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And when they feel their mother's tears<br /></span>
+<span>So gently o'er them weep,<br /></span>
+<span>Will they tell her of their simple fears<br /></span>
+<span>And visions while asleep?<br /></span>
+<span>And will they tell her that they dreamed,<br /></span>
+<span>Beneath their sheets of snow,<br /></span>
+<span>Such weary dreamings that it seemed<br /></span>
+<span>The winter ne'er would go?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They'll soon be wide-awake and up,<br /></span>
+<span>In dainty robes arrayed,<br /></span>
+<span>Blue violet, gold buttercup,<br /></span>
+<span>And quaker-lady staid.<br /></span>
+<span>Wild eglantine and clustering thorn<br /></span>
+<span>Will grace the byway lanes,<br /></span>
+<span>Whilst woodland flowers the dells adorn<br /></span>
+<span>And daisies cheer the plains.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>The rippling streamlet soon will be<br /></span>
+<span>A crystal mirror bright<br /></span>
+<span>For waving branch and mint and tree<br /></span>
+<span>That nod in golden light<br /></span>
+<span>Of summer sunbeams glad'ning rays<br /></span>
+<span>Filling the heart with love,<br /></span>
+<span>While nature and earth, uniting, praise<br /></span>
+<span>The God who reigns above.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>In lowly spots will lilies spring<br /></span>
+<span>And scent the summer breeze,<br /></span>
+<span>And on the earth there'll be no king<br /></span>
+<span>Arrayed like one of these.<br /></span>
+<span>So weeping April's tears will bring<br /></span>
+<span>Her children from the tomb,<br /></span>
+<span>Will dress the earth in robes of spring,<br /></span>
+<span>Brightened by fragrant bloom.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="BETHLEHEM" id="BETHLEHEM" />BETHLEHEM</h2>
+
+<p><i>Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea.</i>&mdash;Matthew 2:1.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Bethlehem, where Christ was born,<br /></span>
+<span>Bethlehem, the Christian's star!<br /></span>
+<span>Bethlehem's prophetic morn<br /></span>
+<span>Echoed ages from afar.<br /></span>
+<span>Where the shepherds heard the song<br /></span>
+<span>Heralding the holy birth,<br /></span>
+<span>Tidings that would right the wrong,<br /></span>
+<span>News of joy from heaven to earth.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>This the song the angels sang:<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Peace on earth, good will to men.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Glory in the highest rang,<br /></span>
+<span>Glory now and glory then.<br /></span>
+<span>Christ, the king of earth and heaven,<br /></span>
+<span>Gave himself to cleanse our sin;<br /></span>
+<span>Through his blood we are forgiven<br /></span>
+<span>And eternal life may win.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Come to him with every woe;<br /></span>
+<span>He has said, &quot;Come unto me.&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>Better refuge none can know<br /></span>
+<span>Whither to safely, gladly flee.<br /></span>
+<span>Well may hallelujahs ring<br /></span>
+<span>O'er God's gift from heaven above;<br /></span>
+<span>Yet, although the angels sing,<br /></span>
+<span>Angels cannot tell his love.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="NATURES_LESSON" id="NATURES_LESSON" />NATURE'S LESSON</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>We traveled by a mountain's edge,<br /></span>
+<span>It was September calm and bright,<br /></span>
+<span>Nature had decked its rocky ledge<br /></span>
+<span>With flowers of varied hue and height.<br /></span>
+<span>It seemed a miracle that they<br /></span>
+<span>Should flourish in that meager soil,<br /></span>
+<span>As noble spirits oftenest may<br /></span>
+<span>Gleam forth through poverty and toil.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Below were rippling, sparkling streams<br /></span>
+<span>Through meadows kissed by shadowy hills,<br /></span>
+<span>Reflecting autumn's peaceful dreams<br /></span>
+<span>Within those swift, translucent rills.<br /></span>
+<span>This lesson should these scenes impart<br /></span>
+<span>As on the road of life we go,<br /></span>
+<span>To do our duty and take heart,<br /></span>
+<span>As flowers bloom and streamlets flow.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Perhaps in ages yet to be<br /></span>
+<span>May flowers wave here e'en as today,<br /></span>
+<span>These streams still rush in merry glee<br /></span>
+<span>To cheer and charm who here may stray;<br /></span>
+<span>But we upon Time's rapid tide<br /></span>
+<span>Like morning mists will disappear;<br /></span>
+<span>But if by faith to Christ allied,<br /></span>
+<span>Heaven's glory is both sure and clear.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>We look from Nature to her God;<br /></span>
+<span>We feel his presence from above;<br /></span>
+<span>We know that when the earth he trod,<br /></span>
+<span>He preached through her his wondrous love.<br /></span>
+<span>What is there in our flitting years<br /></span>
+<span>With this pure treasure can compare?<br /></span>
+<span>His love can wipe away our tears,<br /></span>
+<span>His love can lighten every care.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_MIGRATORY_SWANS" id="THE_MIGRATORY_SWANS" />THE MIGRATORY SWANS</h2>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>A necklace in the depth of blue<br /></span>
+<span>Of scintillating, silvery pearls,<br /></span>
+<span>Which peering eagerly we view<br /></span>
+<span>As gracefully it curves and whirls,<br /></span>
+<span>Safely and swiftly, far away<br /></span>
+<span>They seek the groves of date and lime;<br /></span>
+<span>Naught can arrest and naught dismay<br /></span>
+<span>From heights so lofty and sublime.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>In dreams alone their wintry home<br /></span>
+<span>Can haunt them with its ice and snow;<br /></span>
+<span>Mingled with visions as they come<br /></span>
+<span>Of shimmering waves where lilies grow<br /></span>
+<span>And open lakes are fresh and clear,<br /></span>
+<span>Fit mirror for a plumaged breast,<br /></span>
+<span>Shaded by moss-grown trees. 'Tis here<br /></span>
+<span>They'll dip and dive in gleeful rest.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Vanished! and vainly do we try<br /></span>
+<span>To trace upon the distant air<br /></span>
+<span>That scroll which written on the sky<br /></span>
+<span>Told of the hand which led them there.<br /></span>
+<span>Could we upon our heavenward way<br /></span>
+<span>From tempting snares as far remove<br /></span>
+<span>And be as disenthralled as they,<br /></span>
+<span>We'd plainer show a guiding love.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>We skim too closely to the earth,<br /></span>
+<span>We press too slowly for the prize,<br /></span>
+<span>Let thoughts and cares of trivial worth<br /></span>
+<span>Retard our journey to the skies.<br /></span>
+<span>Oh, let us watch and pray to have<br /></span>
+<span>A loftier flight from transient things,<br /></span>
+<span>Inspired like swans at last to lave<br /></span>
+<span>In streams of bliss our wearied wings!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="MINISTERING_WOMEN" id="MINISTERING_WOMEN" />MINISTERING WOMEN</h2>
+
+<p><i>And Joanna, the wife of Chuza, Herod's steward, and Susanna and many
+others who ministered unto him of their substance.</i>&mdash;Luke 8:3. Mark
+14:3-9. John 12:3-8. Matthew 26:6-13. Luke 7:37-50. John 11:3.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Those women who their Christ and Lord<br /></span>
+<span>Aided by gentle ministry,<br /></span>
+<span>Have gained their race a rich reward,<br /></span>
+<span>Treasured in sacred history.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Joanna is unknown at court,<br /></span>
+<span>Although entitled to be there;<br /></span>
+<span>The record of her life's report<br /></span>
+<span>In fadeless glory has its share.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Susanna's name is intertwined,<br /></span>
+<span>A gem as sparkling and as clear<br /></span>
+<span>As those with which it is enshrined;<br /></span>
+<span>And this is all we know of her.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And those whose names have not been given<br /></span>
+<span>Are now in realms of light and love,<br /></span>
+<span>Praising him mid the choirs of heaven,<br /></span>
+<span>Crowned with his joy and peace and love.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Mary of Magdala was brought<br /></span>
+<span>From mysteries strange and dark and drear<br /></span>
+<span>To heights with joy and gladness fraught;<br /></span>
+<span>She radiates a luster clear.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Those chimes from Bethany will ring<br /></span>
+<span>With power that will not, cannot die;<br /></span>
+<span>Martha's and Mary's names will sing<br /></span>
+<span>Long as the flitting centuries fly.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>That spikenard, which 'twas wholly meet<br /></span>
+<span>Mary should pour upon his head,<br /></span>
+<span>Has filled with fragrance rare and sweet<br /></span>
+<span>Succeeding ages as they've fled.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>And when a critic standing near<br /></span>
+<span>Censured her act, misunderstood,<br /></span>
+<span>Christ spoke so that the world might hear;<br /></span>
+<span>He said, &quot;She hath done what she could.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>This her memorial while the sun<br /></span>
+<span>Traverses the blue dome of heaven,<br /></span>
+<span>Fulfilling while time's cycles run<br /></span>
+<span>Christ's prophecy which then was given.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Unto the end these faithful few,<br /></span>
+<span>Regardless of all pain and loss,<br /></span>
+<span>Did what their hearts and hands could do,<br /></span>
+<span>Though bowed with wonder at the cross.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Such love they could not understand,<br /></span>
+<span>Such love unto his latest breath;<br /></span>
+<span>That love had our redemption planned<br /></span>
+<span>Both in his life and in his death.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They haunt the tomb in which he lay,<br /></span>
+<span>Grief-stricken, desolate, and lone;<br /></span>
+<span>But Magdalene at break of day<br /></span>
+<span>Found that her precious charge was gone.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Two angels said, &quot;Why weepest thou?&quot;<br /></span>
+<span>The angels knew ere they inquired.<br /></span>
+<span>They knew her heart could triumph now,<br /></span>
+<span>These sinless ones by love inspired.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>She, weeping, told her loss and woe,<br /></span>
+<span>Then answered thus a questioner near:<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Sir, if thou dost his refuge know,<br /></span>
+<span>Tell me. I seek him vainly here.&quot;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>&quot;Mary!&quot; She listened to her name<br /></span>
+<span>Uttered by Christ, her risen Lord.<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Master?&quot; her trembling lips exclaim,<br /></span>
+<span>Then wondered, worshipped, and adored.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Her joy is ours! Oh, may we see<br /></span>
+<span>That joy more plainly every day!<br /></span>
+<span>Christ lives and loves eternally,&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>Swift feet such tidings should convey.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Eternal life and heavenly rest<br /></span>
+<span>He purchased by death's agony,<br /></span>
+<span>That whosoever will be blest<br /></span>
+<span>With glorious immortality.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>May we our sisters of the past<br /></span>
+<span>In life and character revere,<br /></span>
+<span>Like them be faithful to the last,<br /></span>
+<span>Like them be loving and sincere.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>First must the gospel plan of love<br /></span>
+<span>To every land and tribe be given,<br /></span>
+<span>Ere He'll return who from above<br /></span>
+<span>Is God's best gift to earth from heaven.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THAT_JEWISH_LAD" id="THAT_JEWISH_LAD" />THAT JEWISH LAD</h2>
+
+<p><i>There is a lad here which hath five barley loaves, and two small
+fishes.</i>&mdash;John 6:9.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>He must have been a thoughtful youth,<br /></span>
+<span>His name the record has not given,<br /></span>
+<span>But if his heart imbibed the truth,<br /></span>
+<span>'Tis written in the books of heaven.<br /></span>
+<span>A cipher in the multitude,<br /></span>
+<span>He followed with his meager store,<br /></span>
+<span>And far from his perception crude<br /></span>
+<span>The miracle that made it more.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>With loaves and fishes few, this lad<br /></span>
+<span>By power and aid of one divine<br /></span>
+<span>Has made the hungry thousands glad<br /></span>
+<span>And God's providing power to shine.<br /></span>
+<span>When at the midweek hour of prayer<br /></span>
+<span>Ye faithful mourn your number few,<br /></span>
+<span>Pray He who fed that throng be there<br /></span>
+<span>Your faith and vigor to renew.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>He will your meek petitions hear<br /></span>
+<span>Which, like those loaves and fishes small,<br /></span>
+<span>Will cause his glory to appear<br /></span>
+<span>In showers of blessing that will fall.<br /></span>
+<span>The centuries are sweeping by,<br /></span>
+<span>Bearing their millions gay and sad,<br /></span>
+<span>And wafting those to realms on high<br /></span>
+<span>Who follow with that Jewish lad.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="IN_SINCERITY" id="IN_SINCERITY" />IN SINCERITY</h2>
+
+<p><i>Grace be with them that love our Lord Jesus Christ in
+sincerity.</i>&mdash;Ephesians 6:24.</p>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>Thou saddened one whose longing eyes<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Seek quickening thoughts to glean,<br /></span>
+<span>Whose views of Christ, the Heavenly prize,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Clouds often veer between,<br /></span>
+<span>That rapture which may be expressed<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">By others constantly<br /></span>
+<span>Is not thine own; in truth confessed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Where is the mystery?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Ask now these questions of thy soul:<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">My heart, is it sincere?<br /></span>
+<span>Do I his holy name extol,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And is He truly dear?<br /></span>
+<span>Like Peter can I, too, record<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And urge his earnest plea,<br /></span>
+<span>&quot;Thou knowest all things, gracious Lord;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Thou knowest I love Thee&quot;?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>There is no music like his voice:<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To this can'st thou attest?<br /></span>
+<span>No message makes thee so rejoice<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">As &quot;Come to me and rest&quot;?<br /></span>
+<span>If there's been left within thine heart<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">By word or deed a thorn,<br /></span>
+<span>Can prayer extract the cruel dart<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And heal it ere the morn?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Does prayer cast out disquietude<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And every bitter thought;<br /></span>
+<span>All hate and enmity exclude<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">By Love with patience fraught?<br /></span>
+<span>Or, if perchance there may be found<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">A hurt that festers still,<br /></span>
+<span>Is this the balm that soothes the wound&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">&quot;'Twas needed; 'tis God's will&quot;?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Is there a saint, however poor,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">However lowly born,<br /></span>
+<span>That earthly treasure could allure<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Thee to mistreat or scorn?<br /></span>
+<span>These queries, are they answered well?<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Then press with joy toward Heaven,<br /></span>
+<span>Filled with that peace tongue cannot tell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The sense of sin forgiven.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>Accept your Saviour's proffered rest!<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Behold! there's grace for thee;<br /></span>
+<span>All those who love Him now are blest,&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Love in sincerity.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THEYRE_COMING" id="THEYRE_COMING" />THEY'RE COMING!</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span>They're coming! And it seems so long<br /></span>
+<span>Since sadly autumn laid them low.<br /></span>
+<span>They left us with the robin's song,<br /></span>
+<span>They left us to the ice and snow.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They're coming! So the March wind saith.<br /></span>
+<span>Though singing songs with icy breath,<br /></span>
+<span>He's chanting of another May,<br /></span>
+<span>He's chanting of King Winter's death.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They're coming! 'Neath the forest's mold,<br /></span>
+<span>In mossy beds of ferny soil,<br /></span>
+<span>Slowly their tiny robes unfold,<br /></span>
+<span>Yet do they neither spin nor toil.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They're coming! With their influence pure,<br /></span>
+<span>Their emblematic power again<br /></span>
+<span>Of him who would our steps allure<br /></span>
+<span>To realms of love, devoid of pain.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span>They're coming! With the summer's breeze,<br /></span>
+<span>With azure skies and sunny showers,<br /></span>
+<span>With notes of birds and hum of bees&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span>Who will not welcome back the flowers?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+
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+Project Gutenberg's The Mountain Spring And Other Poems, by Nannie R. Glass
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+Title: The Mountain Spring And Other Poems
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+Author: Nannie R. Glass
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+_The Mountain Spring and Other Poems_
+
+BY
+
+NANNIE R. GLASS
+
+
+
+BOSTON
+
+SHERMAN, FRENCH & COMPANY
+
+1913
+
+
+
+
+     TO THE MEMORY OF HER PARENTS, WHO KEPT THEIR ALTAR FIRES
+     BURNING, THE AUTHOR AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATES THIS LITTLE BOOK
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+  THE MOUNTAIN SPRING
+
+  GO WANDER
+
+  LOVE
+
+  THE LILIES
+
+  TELL PETER
+
+  THE SLEET
+
+  ANSWERED
+
+  ALONE
+
+  NO OTHER
+
+  WEALTH
+
+  THE CAPTIVES
+
+  THE LIVING WATER
+
+  JESUS INTERCEDES
+
+  EVE'S FLOWERS
+
+  COME UNTO ME
+
+  NOVEMBER
+
+  THE TRAVELERS
+
+  DAYBREAK
+
+  GONE
+
+  AWAKE!
+
+  "ABIDE WITH US"
+
+  O BETHLEHEM!
+
+  RING THE BELLS
+
+  THE DESERT SPRING
+
+  MUSINGS
+
+  BARTIMAEUS
+
+  ZACCHAEUS
+
+  APRIL
+
+  BETHLEHEM
+
+  NATURE'S LESSON
+
+  THE MIGRATORY SWANS
+
+  MINISTERING WOMEN
+
+  THAT JEWISH LAD
+
+  IN SINCERITY
+
+  THEY'RE COMING!
+
+
+
+THE MOUNTAIN SPRING AND OTHER POEMS
+
+
+
+
+THE MOUNTAIN SPRING
+
+_And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take
+the water of life freely._--Revelation 22:17.
+
+
+    I wandered down a mountain road,
+      Past flower and rock and lichen gray,
+    Alone with nature and her God
+      Upon a flitting summer day.
+
+    The forest skirted to the edge
+      Of Capon river, Hampshire's gem,
+    Which, bathing many a primrose ledge,
+      Oft sparkled like a diadem.
+
+    At length a silvery spring I spied,
+      Gurgling through moss and fern along,
+    Waiting to bless with cooling tide
+      All who were gladdened by its song.
+
+    Oh, who would pass with thirsting lip
+      And burning brow, this limpid wave?
+    Who would not pause with joy and sip?
+      Its crystal depths who would not crave?
+
+    This query woke a voice within--
+      Why slight the spring of God's great love,
+    That fount that cleanseth from all sin,
+      Our purchase paid by Christ above?
+
+    Whoever will may drink! Oh, why,
+      Worn toilers in this earthly strife,
+    Reject a mansion in the sky,
+      Reject heaven's bliss and endless life?
+
+
+
+
+GO WANDER
+
+
+    Go, wander, little book,
+    Nor let thy wand'ring cease;
+    May all who on these pages look
+    From sin find sweet release,
+
+    Through Christ, God's holy son,
+    Who left his throne in heaven
+    And e'en death's anguish did not shun
+    That we might be forgiven.
+
+    How should our thoughts and deeds
+    Exalt this mighty friend,
+    Who died, yet lives and intercedes
+    And loves us to the end!
+
+
+
+
+LOVE
+
+_For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves;
+it is the gift of God._--Ephesians 2:8.
+
+
+    Christ might have called the angels down
+    To bear him safe above,
+    To shield his brow from sorrow's crown,
+    From death's cold blight, and bitter frown,
+    Had it not been for love.
+
+    Our glorious King, our Prince of Peace,
+    Has left his throne above
+    To give our souls from sin release,
+    To make our pain and anguish cease,
+    And all because of love.
+
+    By faith in him, we all may see
+    In realms of light above,
+    Through streams of blood on Calvary,
+    A joyful immortality;--
+    The purchase price was love.
+
+
+
+
+THE LILIES
+
+_Consider the lilies._--Luke 2:27.
+
+
+    Emblems of Christ our Lord,
+    Roses and lilies fair,
+    These flowers in His word,
+    His glory seem to share.
+
+    The lilies of the field,
+    Sweet teachers of the soul,
+    Which will their lessons yield
+    Long as the seasons roll,
+
+    They neither toil nor spin,
+    Exist without a care,
+    And yet no earthly king can win
+    A garb so chaste and rare.
+
+    Frozen, they burst to life,
+    To nature's minstrelsy--
+    A resurrection type
+    Of immortality.
+
+
+
+
+TELL PETER
+
+_And Simon Peter stood and warmed himself._--John 18:25.
+
+
+    Peter, it was not outward cold
+    But inward chill thy bosom froze,
+    Made thee deny with falsehood bold
+    Thy Lord and Master to his foes.
+    When we find cheer at Satan's fires
+    The world is there to work us harm,
+    To deaden all our pure desires
+    With its deceitful lure and charm.
+
+    Peter, the voice of chanticleer
+    Fulfilled what Christ had prophesied;
+    And oh, that pitying look sincere
+    From him whom thou hadst just denied!
+    Thy burst of penitential grief!
+    Heaven those tears did surely send.
+    Tears give the burdened heart relief;
+    Dry anguish may its tendrils rend.
+
+    Sin soon will crucify our Lord,
+    Thy sin, and all the world's beside.
+    He gave himself, the Living Word,
+    Our shelter from God's wrath to hide.
+    Had all the seraphs pens to write
+    Such love upon the boundless sky,
+    Angelic powers could not indite
+    Its greatness while the ages fly.
+
+    The hour is hastening. God has willed
+    That Christ should through his own decree
+    Abolish death and have fulfilled
+    Our blood-bought immortality.
+    And when the awful tomb he rent,
+    When freed from every earthly thrall,
+    "Tell Peter" was the message sent;
+    "Tell Peter"--'tis love's tender call.
+
+    Peter was martyr to his faith;
+    His rock, God's son whom he denied;
+    This faith the key that unlocks death
+    To realms where joy and peace abide.
+    "Tell Peter!" Honey drops of love,
+    Awaking all the choirs of heaven!
+    "Tell Peter"--angels from above
+    Shout, "Hear, O earth, and be forgiven!"
+
+
+
+
+THE SLEET
+
+
+    Regal the earth seems with diamonds today,
+    Gemming all nature in blazing array;
+    A picture more fairy-like never could be
+    Than this wonderful icicle filigree.
+
+    A crystallized world! What a marvelous sight,
+    Gorgeous and grand in the March sunlight!
+    The frost-king magician has changed the spring showers
+    To turquois and topaz and sapphire bowers.
+
+    And what is the lesson we learn from the sleet,
+    As toiling life's road with wearying feet,
+    Upward we strive, but failing so oft
+    In the struggles that bear us aright and aloft?
+
+    'Tis this--that the hard breath of winter's chill blast
+    Alone can this mantle of loveliness cast;
+    And thus our sharp winds of trial may prove
+    Angels to weave us bright garments of love.
+
+
+
+
+ANSWERED
+
+
+    Ye realms of beauty from afar,
+    What speak ye to the saddened soul?
+    What is the message of each star
+    As ever ceaselessly ye roll?
+    Thus do ye answer: "We declare
+    God's glory; and to you 'tis given
+    To cast on him your every care,
+    For he hath wound the clock of heaven."
+
+    Ye hoary hills which have looked down
+    On all the centuries of time,
+    Have felt their touch without a frown,
+    And with indifference sublime,
+    What would ye speak, if understood,
+    Of life with all its woes and ills?
+    'Tis this: to all they work for good
+    Who love the maker of the hills.
+
+
+
+
+ALONE
+
+Genesis 28:10-22.
+
+
+    The sun had set. He was alone;
+    Mid twilight shadows he would rest.
+    He laid his head upon a stone
+    To woo sweet slumber for his guest.
+
+    Perhaps within those midnight hours
+    His rugged bed was cold and chill,
+    But wrapped in Dreamland's mystic powers,
+    He knew no danger, felt no ill.
+
+    A vision in his dreams appeared!
+    Angels were stepping to and fro
+    Upon a ladder which, upreared,
+    Aided their ministry below.
+
+    And then God spake in words which said
+    What future ages would unfold,
+    The soil on which he made his bed
+    Was his, by prophecy foretold.
+
+    He further heard that holy voice
+    Predict that through his tribe would be
+    Blessings in which all should rejoice,
+    Blessings which all the world should see.
+
+    Through Jacob would the gift be given
+    Of Jesus to this sinful earth;
+    God signified within this vision
+    Glad news of our Redeemer's birth;
+
+    The star of Bethlehem would shine,
+    That star of joy and peace and love,
+    Our bleeding sacrifice divine
+    To cleanse our hearts, our guilt remove.
+
+    If faith and praise in us abound
+    Toward Israel's God, angels are near;
+    His word declares they camp around
+    All those who look to him in fear.
+
+    When Jacob woke, the ground he trod
+    Seemed holy; and he named his stone
+    "Bethel," which means "the house of God."
+    With heaven so near, was he alone?
+
+
+
+
+NO OTHER
+
+_Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name
+under heaven given among men whereby we must be saved._--Acts 4:12.
+
+
+    Swiftly we float upon time's tide
+    Adown the stream of years.
+    Sometimes past hills of joy we glide,
+    Sometimes through vales of tears.
+
+    Age follows youth, which, ere we know,
+    Has vanished like a dream,
+    And takes its glamour from the glow
+    Of mem'ry's silvery gleam.
+
+    There is no halt; and more and more
+    There seems an open sea
+    Reaching us with its ceaseless roar--
+    It is eternity.
+
+    There is one Pilot that we need,
+    One who can safely steer,
+    One who at heaven's court can plead,
+    And all our journey cheer.
+
+    'Tis Jesus Christ; and all who see
+    In him the truth, the way,
+    Are in possession of the key
+    To heaven's eternal day.
+
+
+
+
+WEALTH
+
+_He heapeth up riches and knoweth not who shall gather them._--Psalm
+39:6.
+
+
+    O soul, it is not thine,
+    But lent to thee in trust
+    That thou may'st make God's glory shine,
+    Secured from moth and rust.
+
+    Thou can'st not take one mite
+    Except as thou dost give
+    And waft it in the golden light
+    Where heaven's glories live.
+
+    Go look for those in need--
+    The hungry and the cold.
+    Kind words and actions are the seed
+    Which yield their fruits of gold.
+
+    Give to the heathen world
+    Knowledge of Christ our Lord;
+    Pray that his banner be unfurled;
+    Send forth, his priceless word.
+
+    He lived for us and died,
+    And intercedes above.
+    His blood, a sacrificial tide,
+    Redeems us by his love.
+
+    "Barbarian, bond and free,
+    The wise and the unwise"--
+    'Tis ours to give and theirs to see
+    Salvation's blood-bought prize.
+
+    We know not 'neath the sky
+    Who'll gather of our store,
+    But if we lay it up on high,
+    'Tis ours forevermore.
+
+
+
+
+THE CAPTIVES
+
+Psalm 137.
+
+
+    Captives by Babel's limpid streams,
+    We hung our harps on willows there;
+    Wept over Zion; and our dreams,
+    Waking or sleeping, she did share.
+
+    Our victors, with their battle arms,
+    Derided, jeered, and scorned our tears;
+    Required mirth, diversion's charms,
+    To thus allay their guilty fears.
+
+    "Sing us a song" is their demand,
+    "Yea, sing us one of Zion's songs!"
+    How can our voices thus expand
+    To what to us and God belongs?
+
+    How can we on this heathen shore,
+    Surrounded by idolatry,
+    Sing songs that unto us are more
+    Than all their glittering pageantry?
+
+    Jerusalem, should we forget,
+    We pray our hearts and tongues be still!
+    Jerusalem! Oh, may we yet
+    Worship upon thy holy hill.
+
+    Babylon, thou art to be destroyed!
+    Thy doom's foretold in prophecy;
+    And happy be the means employed
+    To hurl thee to thy destiny.
+
+
+
+
+THE LIVING WATER
+
+_I that speak unto thee am he._--John 4:26.
+
+
+    She left her home that morn
+    In fair Samaria's land,
+    All heedless of her state forlorn,
+    Sin-bound, both heart and hand.
+    With prejudicial pride
+    She scorned the meek request
+    Of One who sat the well beside,
+    With heat and thirst opprest.
+    "Thou art a Jew," she said,
+    "And asketh drink of me?
+    Samaria's daughter was not bred
+    To deal with such as thee."
+    She would not yield a sip
+    E'en if its maker sued,
+    While he from love, with thirsting lip,
+    Sought and her heart renewed.
+    He made her ask for life,
+    Eternal life through him,
+    And "living water" was the type
+    To her perception dim.
+    O yes! She fain would taste
+    And never thirst again,
+    And never cross the burning waste
+    In weariness and pain!
+    Her life he questioned now;
+    Revealed her history.
+
+    She must have blushed. How could he know?
+    Here was a mystery!
+    Abashed she now replied,
+    "Thou art a prophet, sir!"
+    And straightway sought with clannish pride
+    Instruction's voice to hear;
+    Instruction that will bless
+    The world each passing day,
+    For every spot man's feet may press,
+    There may he praise and pray.
+    The woman lent her ear,
+    Then urged Messiah's plea.
+    Amazing words she now doth hear,
+    "I that speak unto thee am he."
+    What joy! The angels too
+    Must share it from above.
+    She left her water-pot, and flew
+    On feet made swift by love.
+    Oh, will these tidings last?
+    This news, it must be spread!
+    "He knows my present, knows my past;
+    This is the Christ," she said.
+    That woman lost in sin
+    Drank of the living spring,
+    Then swiftly sped dead souls to win,
+    And to that fountain bring.
+
+    Forbid that we should shrink
+    To publish grace so free,
+    For all who will that tide may drink
+    And live eternally.
+
+    They begged that he would stay,
+    Believed the truths unfurled,
+    And joyfully received that day
+    The Saviour of the world.
+
+
+
+
+JESUS INTERCEDES
+
+_Seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them._--Hebrews 7:25.
+
+
+    When winding up the path of life,
+    Sometimes mid thorns, sometimes mid flowers,
+    Oft weary of its toil and strife,
+    Oft weary of its wintry hours,
+    There is one thought than all more sweet
+    From care my longing heart to free;
+    'Tis this--oh, wondrous to repeat--
+    That Jesus intercedes for me.
+
+    And always when the path is steep,
+    I cling unto this wayside rope:
+    Nothing can give so great relief,
+    Nothing can give a brighter hope.
+    'Tis like a stately spreading palm,
+    Which forms my spirit's canopy,
+    'Neath which I breathe the soothing balm
+    That Jesus intercedes for me.
+
+    And when I reach the sea of death,
+    To sail its silent waters o'er,
+    This thought shall calm my latest breath
+    And waft me to the golden shore.
+    Not only that my Savior died,
+    The atoning lamb on Calvary,
+    But--was there ever love so wide?--
+    Still lives and intercedes for me.
+
+
+
+
+EVE'S FLOWERS
+
+
+    Eve must have wept to leave her flowers,
+    And plucked some roots to tell
+    Of Eden's happy, sinless bowers,
+    Where she in bliss did dwell.
+
+    Roses and lilies, pansies gay,
+    Violets with azure eyes,
+    Her favorites must have been, for they
+    Seem born in paradise.
+
+    And when they drooped, did she not sigh
+    And kiss their petals fair,
+    Thinking, "Alas, ye too must die
+    And in our sorrow share"?
+
+    And then perhaps unto her soul
+    This answer sweet was given,
+    "Like you we fade and perish here;
+    For you we'll bloom in heaven."
+
+    Roses and lilies are the type
+    Of him who from above,
+    The lamb of God, gave up his life,
+    A sacrifice of love.
+
+    He was her hope in those sad hours
+    Of blight and sure decay;
+    The sin that drove her from her flowers
+    His blood could wash away.
+
+
+
+
+COME UNTO ME
+
+
+    "Come unto me!" Ah, gentlest word
+    E'er breathed in human ear!
+    "I am thy Savior and thy Lord;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear.
+
+    "Come unto me in sorrow's hour
+    When life seems dark and drear;
+    I'll shield thee from the tempter's power;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear.
+
+    "Come unto me when hopes have flown
+    Like leaves wind-swept and sere,
+    When every joy thou may'st bemoan;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear.
+
+    "Come unto me. I'll give thee rest,
+    Will wipe away each tear;
+    Come lean thy head upon my breast;
+    Dear child, thou need'st not fear."
+
+
+
+
+NOVEMBER
+
+_But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice._--Psalm 5:11.
+
+
+    November is so drear and chill
+    Whilst making leafless branch and tree,
+    Whilst sweeping over vale and hill
+    With all her doleful minstrelsy.
+    November wails the summer's death
+    In such a melancholy voice,
+    She has a withering, blighting breath;
+    She does not bid the heart rejoice.
+
+    Yet why repine, thou stricken one?
+    Grief is the common fate of all.
+    This the refrain beneath the sun:
+    Mortals must die, and leaves must fall.
+    They'll live again, the leaves and flowers,
+    When spring returns to bless the earth;
+    They'll waken 'neath her sunny hours
+    Through nature's touch to beauteous birth.
+
+    Hope in decay and do not moan
+    That God has taken one we love:
+    Why should our hearts be turned to stone
+    When he is safe in heaven above?
+    Redeemed through Christ, who was his trust,
+    With him in realms of joy on high;
+    For though down here "'tis dust to dust,"
+    The Christian lives beyond the sky.
+
+    Then in the autumn's woe rejoice,--
+    Rejoice in calm, rejoice in storm;
+    In either hear God's tender voice,
+    For both his holy will perform.
+
+
+
+
+THE TRAVELERS
+
+
+    Away from the city, away from the crowd,
+    Two comrades in sorrow traversed hill and dale;
+    The gloom of their hearts did their faces enshroud,
+    And clouds of distress only seemed to prevail.
+
+    Alone, as they thought; but a stranger unknown
+    Inquired thus kindly the cause of their woe:
+    "Of what are ye talking? Why are ye cast down,
+    So burdened with care, as thus onward ye go?"
+
+    Cleopas thus answered, "A stranger art thou
+    In Jerusalem, not knowing the things happening there?"
+    "What things?" asked the stranger, desiring now
+    Their lips should disclose what had caused their despair.
+
+    "Of Jesus of Nazareth, one mighty in deed,
+    A wonderful prophet; him have they slain.
+    To Israel's redemption we hoped he would lead,
+    But why should we hope if hope is in vain?
+
+    "Some women who went to the sepulcher say
+    That angels assured them he's living this hour,
+    But they did not see him, and try as we may,
+    It seems a false rumor of glory and power."
+
+    The stranger rebuked them ere he would teach
+    What the prophets portray of Christ's sufferings here.
+    Their souls were enlivened, but soon they would reach
+    The village they sought, which too quickly drew near.
+
+    The stranger seemed passing, but now they entreat,
+    "Abide with us here; the day is far spent";
+    They could not forego yet such fellowship sweet,
+    And he entered in with them whither they went.
+
+    When supper was ready, they sat up to partake--
+    They and the stranger, in whom they delight.
+    He blessed, as his custom, the bread ere he brake;
+    They knew it was Jesus! And he vanished from sight.
+
+    "Did not our hearts burn within us," now they exclaimed,
+    "As he taught of himself what the prophets record?
+    We've seen him, we've heard him, and he is the same:
+    He is Israel's Messiah, our Savior and Lord!"
+
+    We are travelers here on the highway of time,
+    But he will go with us if we seek him aright.
+    His strength will support us as upward we climb;
+    Through his blood we inherit immortality's light.
+
+
+
+
+DAYBREAK
+
+_Until the day break, and the shadows flee away._--Song of Solomon
+4:6.
+
+
+    Gleaming softly, silvery-faint,
+    Heralded by chanticleer,
+    Merging from night's shadowy taint,
+    New day of the passing year!
+
+    Born to bless or born to blight,
+    Born for you and born for me,
+    Leaving, ere it take its flight,
+    Impress on eternity!
+
+    'Tis a gift from God's own hand.
+    On its pure unsullied page
+    Let us write at his command
+    What will bless our pilgrimage.
+
+    True repentance giveth joy
+    To the angels in the sky.
+    What could be more blest employ
+    Than to cheer the choirs on high?
+
+    Deeds of patience, deeds of love,
+    Banishing all hate and guile--
+    These will steer toward heaven above,
+    These will make the angels smile.
+
+    May this child of time unite
+    Earth and heaven in blest accord,
+    Heathen nations see the light
+    From the cross of Christ our Lord.
+
+    Coming is the glad daybreak,
+    The prophetic jubilee;
+    Sin will then all hearts forsake,
+    Then will all the shadows flee.
+
+
+
+
+GONE
+
+
+    Upon time's surging, billowy sea
+    A ship now slowly disappears,
+    With freight no human eye can see,
+    But weighing just one hundred years.
+
+    Their sighs, their tears, their weary moans,
+    Their joy and pleasure, pomp and pride,
+    Their angry and their gentle tones,
+    Beneath its waves forever hide.
+
+    Yes, sunk within oblivion's waves,
+    They'll partly live in memory;
+    To youth, who will their secrets crave,
+    Mostly exist in history.
+
+    Ah, what a truth steps in this strain--
+    They are not lost within time's sea;
+    Their words and actions live again,
+    And blight or light eternity!
+
+    A new ship comes within our view,
+    Laden with dreams both sad and blest;
+    To youth they're tinged with roseate hue;
+    To weary ones bring longed-for rest.
+
+    And still the stream of life flows on,
+    Laughing beneath the century new.
+    God's promise gilds the horizon;
+    Mercy shall reign; his word is true.
+
+
+
+
+AWAKE!
+
+_All my ways are before thee._--Psalm 119:168.
+
+
+    Awake, O soul, awake!
+    Enter thy cell of thought,
+    And there in calmness meditate
+    On what God's word has taught.
+
+    There's nought within thy scope,
+    No influence thou hast sown,
+    No gloomy doubt, no joyful hope,
+    But unto him are known.
+
+    Awake! but grovel not
+    In ashes of despair,
+    Christ's precious blood can cleanse each spot;
+    Cast on him every care.
+
+    Before him are thy ways,
+    But in his mercy free
+    He further yet his love displays,
+    And intercedes for thee.
+
+    Awake to holy fear
+    And praise thy God on high;
+    Be it thy joy to praise him here
+    And praise him in the sky.
+
+
+
+
+"ABIDE WITH US"
+
+
+    "Abide with us!" Where could we go?
+    Thou art our strength, thou art our tower,
+    Our refuge from the ills below,
+    In darkness light, in weakness power.
+
+    "Abide with us!" We would prevail,
+    And plead that thou be ever near
+    To banish doubts when they assail,
+    And give deliverance from fear.
+
+    "Abide with us" in words of love,
+    For thou dost say, "Come unto me."
+    Oh, guide us to thy home above
+    To dwell in joy and peace with thee!
+
+
+
+
+O BETHLEHEM!
+
+"For he is our peace."
+
+
+    O Bethlehem, where Christ was born
+    And angels watched him where he lay,
+    When cradled on that holy morn
+    That ushered in earth's promised day!
+
+    O Bethlehem, it was thy star
+    Which guided o'er the deserts wild
+    Those who had journeyed from afar
+    To gaze upon the sinless child!
+
+    O Bethlehem, 'twas thine to see
+    God's choir announce the Saviour's birth,
+    And hear those waves of melody
+    Chant peace and good will to the earth!
+
+    O Bethlehem, 'twas thine to weep
+    With Rachel o'er the crimson woe
+    When cruel hands did vainly seek
+    To quench heaven's radiance below!
+
+    O Bethlehem, we hear thy call
+    To joy and bliss, and would not cease
+    To praise him who has died for all
+    Who will accept his blood-bought peace!
+
+
+
+
+RING THE BELLS
+
+
+    Ring out the bells of heaven!
+    Obey the great command,
+    That all may hear their melody
+    On mountain, sea, and land,
+    The chimes of glory sounding,
+    Ascending to the sky;
+    Jesus our Savior reigneth
+    Forever more on high.
+
+    Ring how he bore our trials
+    And sorrows here below;
+    Of his lamb-like, sinless nature,
+    Purer than falling snow;
+    How he gave his life to banish
+    The clouds of midnight gloom
+    That brooded o'er creation
+    And o'er the dreary tomb.
+
+    Ring of the well of Sichar
+    And the everlasting tide,
+    With which its sparkling waters
+    His imagery supplied.
+    Ring of his mighty power
+    To comfort and to heal,
+    His gentleness and sympathy
+    In either woe or weal.
+
+    Ring of his blood that speaketh
+    Than Abel's, better things,
+    And to the guilty conscience
+    Sweet peace and pardon brings.
+    Ring how he burst death's fetters
+    In rising from the grave,
+    And from its lasting bondage
+    Will all his people save.
+
+    Ring how he intercedeth
+    And ever lives above
+    For all who trust and serve him,
+    Rejoicing in his love;
+    Of the many mansions he's prepared
+    Of everlasting rest,
+    Whose joys no tongue can utter
+    Nor tell how glad and blest.
+
+    Awake, then, to your duty,
+    O church of Christ, awake!
+    Behold the beauty of their feet
+    Who the glad tidings take!
+    Reach out and ring the bells of heaven;
+    Blest be the hands that give
+    The truth, that all who listen
+    May hope and joy and live!
+    Ah, 'tis a wondrous story!
+    Good news to all the world!
+    The gospel means glad tidings
+    Wherever 'tis unfurled.
+
+    Great God, impart thy Spirit
+    That all who love their Lord
+    May see in life a flitting hour
+    To obey and speak his word.
+
+
+
+
+THE DESERT SPRING
+
+
+    "Oh, no, my lord, she cannot stay;
+    Cast out this bond maid with her mocking child,
+    For they cannot be heirs with thine and mine."
+    Abraham was sad, for he had prayed, "O God,
+    That Ishmael may dwell within thy sight!"
+    And now the message came to him, "Fear not!
+    In all that Sarah says list to her voice.
+    In Isaac shall thy seed be called. Also
+    I'll make of Hagar's son a nation great,
+    Because he sprang from thee."
+
+          Then Abraham rose
+    At early dawn, and lading Egypt's child
+    With water and with bread, sent her grief-worn
+    With Ishmael to wander lone within
+    Beersheba's wilderness. While yet the air
+    Was cool, and nature locked in the embrace
+    Of morn, likely the child was blithe and gay,
+    Unheeding the sad face and drooping form
+    Of her who doubtless turned from childhood's tents
+    In tears of woe.
+
+          Thrilled with his Arab blood
+    He raced along; and thus to fancy's ear
+    He prattled on: "O mother, do not weep!
+    The Princess Sarah cannot chide us now.
+    We're free! I love the wilderness! I love
+    The earth and sky! Look at those birds,
+    Far as the fleecy clouds! And here
+    Are flowers with which to wreathe my bow.
+    With it I'll bring thee deer and fowl to dress,
+    When by and by we reach a babbling stream
+    Where we may safely dwell."
+
+          On, still on,
+    Through arid plains, with blistering feet,
+    Beneath a burning sky, they toil along.
+    The lad no longer talks of birds and flowers,
+    But begs for water--water just to cool
+    His parching throat; and likely 'twas that when
+    Noon's shadows mirrored the encircling hills,
+    He saw the empty flask, and must at last
+    Have fainted on the scorching sand.
+
+          We read
+    That Hagar cast him 'neath a shrub, and then,
+    Withdrawing quite a space, she prayed, "O God,
+    Let me not see his death!" and so sank down
+    Upon the ground to watch him where he lay,
+    And wept such tears as touched the world on high
+    With sympathy divine. God heard the lad,
+    And from his radiant home an angel spake:
+    "What aileth thee, O Hagar? Rise and take
+    The lad, and stand him on his feet. I'll make
+    Of him a nation great." Her eyes were opened;
+    And she saw a well, from which with joyful haste
+    She filled her flask and gave the weakling lad
+    A draught which gave him back to health
+    And life again.
+
+          Water!--a type of Christ,
+    God's son, that whosoever will may drink
+    That everflowing stream of love and live
+    Eternally! The angel's prophecy foretold
+    Those countless hordes, those tented caravans,
+    Whose graceful steeds have plied through centuries past
+    Those barren, trackless wastes; some of the men
+    Who, Egypt-bound with spicery and balm,
+    Halted beside the lonely pit, and bartered there
+    For that young lad whose coat dyed in the blood
+    Of kids, made Jacob with wild agony exclaim,
+    "This is my Joseph's coat! He has, no doubt,
+    Been rent in twain by beasts!"
+
+          The wanderers soon
+    Lay down to rest, 'neath starry skies to wait
+    Another dawn, and on the mother's face
+    There must have been a light of joy divine;
+    For had she not held intercourse with Heaven?
+    Were not its guardian bands around them then
+    In desert weird and wild?
+
+          Ye weary souls,
+    Tired travelers on the sands of time,
+    Trust God and look to him for strength!
+    The angel of his word speaks faith and peace,
+    And presses to the thirsting lip the cup
+    Of immortality!
+
+
+
+
+MUSINGS
+
+"Childhood and youth are vanity."
+
+
+    Often o'er life's pathway straying
+    Come sweet strains of long ago,
+    To the chords of memory playing
+    Music sweet and music low.
+
+    When upon the gray rock musing
+    'Neath the tree by childhood's home,
+    In the wild bird's note so soothing
+    Tenderly these strains will come.
+
+    Gazing on the deep fringed mountain,
+    Distance robing it in blue,
+    Quaffing the familiar fountain,
+    Each repeats the story too.
+
+    Wandering by the streamlet flowing
+    Where we played in hours of glee,
+    Hear its murmurs coming, going,
+    Tell of joys that used to be.
+
+    Wandering in the leafy wildwood
+    Sometimes in our leisure hours,
+    In the sunny days of childhood
+    How much fairer seemed its flowers!
+
+    Watching from the hill the sunset
+    'Neath the spreading chestnut tree,
+    Youthful dreams and visions come yet
+    Through the years so magically.
+
+    Yet how vain these memories olden
+    If they do not teach the truth
+    That within the city golden
+    Only, dwells perpetual youth.
+
+
+
+
+BARTIMAEUS
+
+
+    "What means this throng?" a blind man said,
+    Whilst begging by the highway side;
+    Begging and blind, and lacking bread,
+    His ears discern the living tide.
+    "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by,"
+    Was answered. Had he heard aright?
+    Oh, was the heavenly healer nigh,
+    He who could give the blind their sight?
+    "Jesus, have mercy!" lo, he cried,
+    "Oh, son of David, pity me!"
+    And when the jeering crowd deride,
+    His accents form a clearer plea.
+    Jesus stood still. A kindly voice
+    Bade him good cheer--"He calleth thee."
+    Thus must his lonely heart rejoice,
+    "He thinks of me; yes, even me!"
+    Bartimaeus found the Living Light
+    Who asked and granted his request.
+    His blinded eyes received their sight;
+    With joy he followed with the rest.
+    How oft when Jesus passes by,
+    The heart-blind hear but don't perceive,
+    Else how they would for mercy cry
+    Ere Christ their Lord should take his leave!
+    Like him of whom this story's told
+    They'd pray, "Lord Jesus, pity me!"
+    And find his power and love could fold
+    Them here and in eternity.
+
+
+
+
+
+ZACCHAEUS
+
+_Jesus entered and passed through Jericho._--Luke 19:1-10.
+
+
+    City of palms! whose ancient name
+      Suggests a line of scarlet hue,
+    Type of thy glorious Guest who came
+      And passed with crowds thy borders through,
+    Did aught foretell that on that day,
+      The Lord of life would favor thee,
+    And centuries ring the novel way
+      A soul was made both glad and free?
+
+    Zacchaeus knew that through thy gates
+      Came One he oft had longed to see;
+    Alas! how adverse were the fates--
+      So dense the throng, so small was he!
+    Considering, he ran before
+      And climbed into a wayside tree,
+    And ever since the sycamore
+      Is blended with his history.
+
+    While peering eagerly below,
+      Above the tumult of the town
+    That soothing voice to mortal woe
+      Bade him to hasten quickly down.
+    "Come," Jesus said, "I must abide
+      And tarry at thy house with thee."
+    Zacchaeus the honor swift applied,
+      And entertained him joyfully.
+
+    The people frowned that Christ should dine
+      With a rich sinner publican,
+    Nor knew his act of grace would shine,
+      A star of hope, to fallen man.
+    Zacchaeus assured his royal guest,
+      "Lord, half my goods I give the poor;
+    And if I falsely have opprest,
+      Fourfold I unto men restore."
+
+    His listener reads the human heart
+      And all its thoughts unerringly;
+    Alone such wisdom can impart
+      And judge of its sincerity.
+    Jesus received this sin-sick soul,
+      Salvation to his house was given;
+    And while time's cycles onward roll,
+      His faith and works will point toward heaven.
+
+    "I came," the Lord of glory said
+      (Nor did he count the pain and cost),
+    "To feed the hungry soul with bread,
+      To seek and save that which was lost."
+
+
+
+
+APRIL
+
+
+    When April weeps, she wakes the flowers
+    That slept the winter through.
+    Oh, did they dream those frosty hours
+    That she would be untrue
+    And not awaken them in time
+    To smile their smiles of love,
+    To hear the robin's merry chime,
+    And gentle cooing dove?
+
+    And when they feel their mother's tears
+    So gently o'er them weep,
+    Will they tell her of their simple fears
+    And visions while asleep?
+    And will they tell her that they dreamed,
+    Beneath their sheets of snow,
+    Such weary dreamings that it seemed
+    The winter ne'er would go?
+
+    They'll soon be wide-awake and up,
+    In dainty robes arrayed,
+    Blue violet, gold buttercup,
+    And quaker-lady staid.
+    Wild eglantine and clustering thorn
+    Will grace the byway lanes,
+    Whilst woodland flowers the dells adorn
+    And daisies cheer the plains.
+
+    The rippling streamlet soon will be
+    A crystal mirror bright
+    For waving branch and mint and tree
+    That nod in golden light
+    Of summer sunbeams glad'ning rays
+    Filling the heart with love,
+    While nature and earth, uniting, praise
+    The God who reigns above.
+
+    In lowly spots will lilies spring
+    And scent the summer breeze,
+    And on the earth there'll be no king
+    Arrayed like one of these.
+    So weeping April's tears will bring
+    Her children from the tomb,
+    Will dress the earth in robes of spring,
+    Brightened by fragrant bloom.
+
+
+
+
+BETHLEHEM
+
+_Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea._--Matthew 2:1.
+
+
+    Bethlehem, where Christ was born,
+    Bethlehem, the Christian's star!
+    Bethlehem's prophetic morn
+    Echoed ages from afar.
+    Where the shepherds heard the song
+    Heralding the holy birth,
+    Tidings that would right the wrong,
+    News of joy from heaven to earth.
+
+    This the song the angels sang:
+    "Peace on earth, good will to men."
+    Glory in the highest rang,
+    Glory now and glory then.
+    Christ, the king of earth and heaven,
+    Gave himself to cleanse our sin;
+    Through his blood we are forgiven
+    And eternal life may win.
+
+    Come to him with every woe;
+    He has said, "Come unto me."
+    Better refuge none can know
+    Whither to safely, gladly flee.
+    Well may hallelujahs ring
+    O'er God's gift from heaven above;
+    Yet, although the angels sing,
+    Angels cannot tell his love.
+
+
+
+
+NATURE'S LESSON
+
+
+    We traveled by a mountain's edge,
+    It was September calm and bright,
+    Nature had decked its rocky ledge
+    With flowers of varied hue and height.
+    It seemed a miracle that they
+    Should flourish in that meager soil,
+    As noble spirits oftenest may
+    Gleam forth through poverty and toil.
+
+    Below were rippling, sparkling streams
+    Through meadows kissed by shadowy hills,
+    Reflecting autumn's peaceful dreams
+    Within those swift, translucent rills.
+    This lesson should these scenes impart
+    As on the road of life we go,
+    To do our duty and take heart,
+    As flowers bloom and streamlets flow.
+
+    Perhaps in ages yet to be
+    May flowers wave here e'en as today,
+    These streams still rush in merry glee
+    To cheer and charm who here may stray;
+    But we upon Time's rapid tide
+    Like morning mists will disappear;
+    But if by faith to Christ allied,
+    Heaven's glory is both sure and clear.
+
+    We look from Nature to her God;
+    We feel his presence from above;
+    We know that when the earth he trod,
+    He preached through her his wondrous love.
+    What is there in our flitting years
+    With this pure treasure can compare?
+    His love can wipe away our tears,
+    His love can lighten every care.
+
+
+
+
+THE MIGRATORY SWANS
+
+    A necklace in the depth of blue
+    Of scintillating, silvery pearls,
+    Which peering eagerly we view
+    As gracefully it curves and whirls,
+    Safely and swiftly, far away
+    They seek the groves of date and lime;
+    Naught can arrest and naught dismay
+    From heights so lofty and sublime.
+
+    In dreams alone their wintry home
+    Can haunt them with its ice and snow;
+    Mingled with visions as they come
+    Of shimmering waves where lilies grow
+    And open lakes are fresh and clear,
+    Fit mirror for a plumaged breast,
+    Shaded by moss-grown trees. 'Tis here
+    They'll dip and dive in gleeful rest.
+
+    Vanished! and vainly do we try
+    To trace upon the distant air
+    That scroll which written on the sky
+    Told of the hand which led them there.
+    Could we upon our heavenward way
+    From tempting snares as far remove
+    And be as disenthralled as they,
+    We'd plainer show a guiding love.
+
+    We skim too closely to the earth,
+    We press too slowly for the prize,
+    Let thoughts and cares of trivial worth
+    Retard our journey to the skies.
+    Oh, let us watch and pray to have
+    A loftier flight from transient things,
+    Inspired like swans at last to lave
+    In streams of bliss our wearied wings!
+
+
+
+
+MINISTERING WOMEN
+
+_And Joanna, the wife of Chuza, Herod's steward, and Susanna and many
+others who ministered unto him of their substance._--Luke 8:3. Mark
+14:3-9. John 12:3-8. Matthew 26:6-13. Luke 7:37-50. John 11:3.
+
+
+    Those women who their Christ and Lord
+    Aided by gentle ministry,
+    Have gained their race a rich reward,
+    Treasured in sacred history.
+
+    Joanna is unknown at court,
+    Although entitled to be there;
+    The record of her life's report
+    In fadeless glory has its share.
+
+    Susanna's name is intertwined,
+    A gem as sparkling and as clear
+    As those with which it is enshrined;
+    And this is all we know of her.
+
+    And those whose names have not been given
+    Are now in realms of light and love,
+    Praising him mid the choirs of heaven,
+    Crowned with his joy and peace and love.
+
+    Mary of Magdala was brought
+    From mysteries strange and dark and drear
+    To heights with joy and gladness fraught;
+    She radiates a luster clear.
+
+    Those chimes from Bethany will ring
+    With power that will not, cannot die;
+    Martha's and Mary's names will sing
+    Long as the flitting centuries fly.
+
+    That spikenard, which 'twas wholly meet
+    Mary should pour upon his head,
+    Has filled with fragrance rare and sweet
+    Succeeding ages as they've fled.
+
+    And when a critic standing near
+    Censured her act, misunderstood,
+    Christ spoke so that the world might hear;
+    He said, "She hath done what she could."
+
+    This her memorial while the sun
+    Traverses the blue dome of heaven,
+    Fulfilling while time's cycles run
+    Christ's prophecy which then was given.
+
+    Unto the end these faithful few,
+    Regardless of all pain and loss,
+    Did what their hearts and hands could do,
+    Though bowed with wonder at the cross.
+
+    Such love they could not understand,
+    Such love unto his latest breath;
+    That love had our redemption planned
+    Both in his life and in his death.
+
+    They haunt the tomb in which he lay,
+    Grief-stricken, desolate, and lone;
+    But Magdalene at break of day
+    Found that her precious charge was gone.
+
+    Two angels said, "Why weepest thou?"
+    The angels knew ere they inquired.
+    They knew her heart could triumph now,
+    These sinless ones by love inspired.
+
+    She, weeping, told her loss and woe,
+    Then answered thus a questioner near:
+    "Sir, if thou dost his refuge know,
+    Tell me. I seek him vainly here."
+
+    "Mary!" She listened to her name
+    Uttered by Christ, her risen Lord.
+    "Master?" her trembling lips exclaim,
+    Then wondered, worshipped, and adored.
+
+    Her joy is ours! Oh, may we see
+    That joy more plainly every day!
+    Christ lives and loves eternally,--
+    Swift feet such tidings should convey.
+
+    Eternal life and heavenly rest
+    He purchased by death's agony,
+    That whosoever will be blest
+    With glorious immortality.
+
+    May we our sisters of the past
+    In life and character revere,
+    Like them be faithful to the last,
+    Like them be loving and sincere.
+
+    First must the gospel plan of love
+    To every land and tribe be given,
+    Ere He'll return who from above
+    Is God's best gift to earth from heaven.
+
+
+
+
+THAT JEWISH LAD
+
+_There is a lad here which hath five barley loaves, and two small
+fishes._--John 6:9.
+
+
+    He must have been a thoughtful youth,
+    His name the record has not given,
+    But if his heart imbibed the truth,
+    'Tis written in the books of heaven.
+    A cipher in the multitude,
+    He followed with his meager store,
+    And far from his perception crude
+    The miracle that made it more.
+
+    With loaves and fishes few, this lad
+    By power and aid of one divine
+    Has made the hungry thousands glad
+    And God's providing power to shine.
+    When at the midweek hour of prayer
+    Ye faithful mourn your number few,
+    Pray He who fed that throng be there
+    Your faith and vigor to renew.
+
+    He will your meek petitions hear
+    Which, like those loaves and fishes small,
+    Will cause his glory to appear
+    In showers of blessing that will fall.
+    The centuries are sweeping by,
+    Bearing their millions gay and sad,
+    And wafting those to realms on high
+    Who follow with that Jewish lad.
+
+
+
+
+IN SINCERITY
+
+_Grace be with them that love our Lord Jesus Christ in
+sincerity._--Ephesians 6:24.
+
+
+    Thou saddened one whose longing eyes
+      Seek quickening thoughts to glean,
+    Whose views of Christ, the Heavenly prize,
+      Clouds often veer between,
+    That rapture which may be expressed
+      By others constantly
+    Is not thine own; in truth confessed,
+      Where is the mystery?
+
+    Ask now these questions of thy soul:
+      My heart, is it sincere?
+    Do I his holy name extol,
+      And is He truly dear?
+    Like Peter can I, too, record
+      And urge his earnest plea,
+    "Thou knowest all things, gracious Lord;
+      Thou knowest I love Thee"?
+
+    There is no music like his voice:
+      To this can'st thou attest?
+    No message makes thee so rejoice
+      As "Come to me and rest"?
+    If there's been left within thine heart
+      By word or deed a thorn,
+    Can prayer extract the cruel dart
+      And heal it ere the morn?
+
+    Does prayer cast out disquietude
+      And every bitter thought;
+    All hate and enmity exclude
+      By Love with patience fraught?
+    Or, if perchance there may be found
+      A hurt that festers still,
+    Is this the balm that soothes the wound--
+      "'Twas needed; 'tis God's will"?
+
+    Is there a saint, however poor,
+      However lowly born,
+    That earthly treasure could allure
+      Thee to mistreat or scorn?
+    These queries, are they answered well?
+      Then press with joy toward Heaven,
+    Filled with that peace tongue cannot tell,
+      The sense of sin forgiven.
+
+    Accept your Saviour's proffered rest!
+      Behold! there's grace for thee;
+    All those who love Him now are blest,--
+      Love in sincerity.
+
+
+
+
+THEY'RE COMING!
+
+
+    They're coming! And it seems so long
+    Since sadly autumn laid them low.
+    They left us with the robin's song,
+    They left us to the ice and snow.
+
+    They're coming! So the March wind saith.
+    Though singing songs with icy breath,
+    He's chanting of another May,
+    He's chanting of King Winter's death.
+
+    They're coming! 'Neath the forest's mold,
+    In mossy beds of ferny soil,
+    Slowly their tiny robes unfold,
+    Yet do they neither spin nor toil.
+
+    They're coming! With their influence pure,
+    Their emblematic power again
+    Of him who would our steps allure
+    To realms of love, devoid of pain.
+
+    They're coming! With the summer's breeze,
+    With azure skies and sunny showers,
+    With notes of birds and hum of bees--
+    Who will not welcome back the flowers?
+
+
+
+
+
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