The weekly mountain Democrat. [volume] (Placerville, El Dorado County, Calif.) 1861-1862, 1862-04-19
A PRAYER.
Ya ssak Jesus Of NAsAreh which cTueihed. He Is
fseu; hs Il net heFe."-NArk xvi Q.


re ssst Jesus Of Nazareth which was crucinsd He
e.; As is net here. MARK xvi. 9.
II Jesus came to earth again,
And walked, and talked, in field aud stree
Who would not lay his human pain
Los At those heavenly feet
And leave the loom, and leave the lutte,
And leave the volume on the shelf,
To follow Him. unquestionIng, mute,
II 'twere the Lord Himself!
How many brow with care o'erworn,
How many heart with grief o'erladen,
How many . Youth with love fOrlorn,
How many a mourning maiden,
Would leave the bathing earthly prize
Which fails the earthly, weak endeayOr,
To gaze into those holy eyes,
And drink content forever!
The mortal hope, ask with tears
OF Heaven, TO sOOthe this mortal pain
The dream Of all my darkened years
l should lot cling to them.
The pride that prompts the bitter jest
fSharp styptic Of bleeding heart
Would fail, and hunbly leave contest
The sin that brought the smart,
II | might crouch within the fold
OF that white robe Ia wounded bird)
The face that Mary saw behold,
And hear the words she heard.
would not ask one word Of all
That now my nature yearns TO know
The legend Of tie ancient Fall;
The source of human woe:
What hopes in other rlds may hide;
What gricGs YET uncN plored IN this
How fares The spirit i'll the wide
Waste tract Of that abyss
wh,ch scares the heart CsiRee AZ SSe know
OF life Is ouly cof4sciuuS surrOw)
Lest novel life be uO'el voc
In deaths undawned tomorrow
- would noe asa on- NrosS's@ 49,
If might only hide my head,
On that beloved breast, and Mss
The wounds where Jesus blCd.
And |, wherr'er He went, would 90,
Nor question where the path might lead,
Enough To know that, here below,
walked with God indeed
His sheep along the cool, the shade,
By the sill watercOnYse lie leads,
His lambs upon His breast are laid,
Ills hungry ones lie feeds.
Safe i'll His bosom should lie,
Hearing, whcre'cr His steps might be,
Calm waters, Inurmurlng, murmurlug by,
To meet the mighty sea.
If this be thus, q, Lord Of mine,
In absence l. Thy love forgot
And must l, where walk, replne
Because ] STE Thee not
II onls le INNS, if this he thus,
And our poor prayers yet reach Thee, Lore
Since we are weak, Unce more to US
Reveal the Living Word!
Yet is nv heart, indeed, 81 weak
My course alone dare not trace;
Alas | know my heart must break
Before see Thy face.
loved, with allm human soul,
A hunan creature, here below,
And, though thou bad'st thy SEA to roll
Forever 'twiXt us two,
And though her form may not see
Through all my lobg ami lonely life,
And though she never now may be
My helpmate and my wife,
Yet in my dreams her dear eyes shine,
Yet in my heart hes face bear,
And yet each hottest thought Of mine
! seem with her to share.
But, Lord, Thy face never saw,
Nor ever heard Thy human voice:
Nv life, beneath an iron law,
Moves OH without my Choice.
No memory Of a happier time,
When III Thy arms, prrchance, slept,
In some lost antc-natal lime,
My mortal frame hath kept:
And all is dark-bc fore-behind.
cannot reach Thee, where Thou art,
l cannot bring Thee to my mind,
Nor clasp Thee to my heart.
And this is why, by night and day,
sill with 50 many an unseen tear,
These lionel, lips have learned to pray
That GSd would spare me here,
While yet my doubtful course go
Along the vale of mortal years,
By LIES duh stream, that viii not How
As fast as flow MY tears.
One human hand, my hand to take:
One human heart, my own to raise:
One loving hun an voice, to break
The silence of my days.
Saviour, if this wild prayer be wrong,
And what seek may not tnd.
Oh, make NOR" hard, and stern, aud strong,
The framework of my mind
Or, nearer to me, i'll the dark
o. hfc's low hours, one moment stand,
And give me krcntr eyes - mark
The moving Of Thy hand.
O'cra .NereitM II. Il. Bm'ce").