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POEMS AND
PROSE
.....based
upon Scripture...
.....for
meditation and praise....
.....inspiration and encouragement.... |
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Loved Ones
How
strange that I should know them,
My brethren, one and all,
I can ever hear and see them,
Anew at fancy’s call;
And sometimes in longing to know them,
Those loved ones face to face,
I trembling ask, would they know me?
Does my truth suffice to find grace?
And then I wonder and wonder,
When our mighty Prince has come,
When the long, dark night is finished,
And the Gentile rule is done:
Will I be one of the many
To stand before his face?
And in that majestic presence,
Ah! shall I there find grace?
Will the king look kindly on me,
And, turning me to the right,
Make me one of his household
I have wished so to know by sight?
Or alas! in heavenly pity,
Will he veil his face in woe,
And bid me from his presence,
And faithful ones ever go?
(Author
unknown) |