Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1840-01-17
From the Nashua Telegraph.
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From the Nashua Telegraph.
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On the death of Mrs. JANE M. McGEE, wife
of Rev. Jonathan MCGEE, suggested BY a
dream short time previous to her DEATH
Methought stood
Before tho spangled portals of the golden city.
Around me played in awful grandeur,
Son heecy Clouds in pearly whiteness
Hinged with gold and purple;
And as they lowered round the MASSEY walls, =.
In gorgeous folds, they formed drapcry, well
suited
To the outer courts Of that celestial city.
And as gazed with fond delight,
The pearly gate unfolded wide, and scenes
unspcakabe, burst upon my view
Sweet music, soft as angels whispers,
Fell in melting strains upon my car
Cherubic groups, with golden Tyres, stood
Gathered round in sweet communion.
Soon from their midst came forth an angels
seraph,
Robed in shining white; and on her head
She wore a diadem, composed Of pearls, and
costly gems,
Presented by the Lord, the King.
Forth came another, ROBBED in like attire
In her hands she bore two golden wings,
And on her lip, message for her younger
charge.
And speed thy fight to earth. There seek
Thy former home and lowering DER the couch
OF death, roll back the swelling tide Of grief
That's bursting in upon thy fathers soul
And wipe the tear that's starting from thy bro
theirs eye.
Go-whisper TO those wounded, those afflicted
ones,
Sweet words of comfort. Speak not of Joys
Deceitful, heeting as the summer flower;
Ruf fnfr tao MI
And faith, in Him who doth all things well;
Who alllicteth not his own but for their good
Of humble resignation To his holy will;
or souls, redeemed from death, and raised
To realms of bliss, to live where Jesus lives,
To sing as angels sing.-Ofkindred splits
Reunited in world Of glory.
Speak of all the joys laid up in store
: For those who die in faith, and sleep in Jesus.
Then bid them look to Christ, and cast
Their all on him, who knows their every want,
Who knows and feels each heaving sigh, and
knows
Full well how hard il is to part with one we love.
Bot say TO them-He hath need of her
For whom ye weep, TO do His service in better
world.
But haste! e'en now grim death
Stands there to do his work. The bands
That long have bound her weary soul 10 earth,
Are giving way. Her eye is fixed upon the
crown;
She hears the swelling notes OF Heaven
And longs to take her flight. Angel bands
Are waiting on the verge of Jordan; to wait
Her blood-bought spirit to their masters feet.
Haste! do thy work.
Then speed thee back to welcome 10 thy bliss
ful home.
Thy santed mother
looked-and on cloud
Ofgolden light, surrounded by the angelic host,
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And as they neared the pearly gate, the angel
bands
Gave way;-the mother saw her daughters
smile
They met-sweet Joy was theirs.
The daughter led her mother forth,
And as they walked the golden streets,
And took their places near the throne, glory
Lighted up her face, Respondent as the sum-
Her saviour babe her wecome-thrce welcome
70 the joys OF Heaven; and on her head he
placed
A starry crown. The angelic songsters struck
Anew their golden lyres-and walked the song
vi Jubilee. She joined the swelling chorus,
And loudly sung the song of Heaven.
My raptured soul could bear no more.
Ny sight grew dim; the music died
Upon my ear, and awoke.
But few short days had passed
Ere came the summons for her, of whom |
dreamed,
To bid her weeping friends farewell.
She hailed her masters call with oy
Her loved companion, partner Of her early
youth;
Her orphan boy, DER whom she yearned
With fond affection, her friends, her all,
She cheerfuy resigned for Heaven.
She suffered long, but grace had done its work
Upon her heart. Sweet submission clothed
Her very action.-And when the word depart,
Was sounded in her ear, her willing spirit
Like Gagged bird let loose, spread out its wings
With joy, and scared to realms of light,
Toreap the bliss Isaw prepared for her in vision.
Nashua, Dec. 6, 1889. A.J.W.
'rhe deceased daughter Of Mr.. and Mrs. Melee.