The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1871-01-06
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NWnow Him-thcir King and Lord.
4 Nv shall we fad Him.,' Tituseriea-
Master. Nhc for us has died?
me BY faith my heart prepare,
seek ny Lord in lonely prayer.
Master bids us Watch and prsyi'
Enounce the world. avoid its way;
~ ,, uoo "a sorrow, shame and lose:
fsny oneseif-take M the cross
tis brother Marcus said, mot 90;
we from our brothers must not TO-
No wasch beside the sick man E bed:
In love LIT up the mourners head;
ssspposE ssrs o,hs sne poor, and free the slave:
10 follow Christ nuts be to 70
Just where he went, mid want and woe
Tome, brother! do not 60 away
In s9ms lone cave to watch and prsy.-
but help the souls to Jesus dear,
And pray by working, now and here"
But Titus sadly shook his head.
No, brother. while my heart is dead.
" uifo nut u t0rOO OF generous love
hiits up my heart 70 God above,
While these dark clouds around me roll,
low can help another eoul3
When all within is poor and low.
How can help anothers woe?
But when my soul grows fresh sad fair,
BY days Of penance, nights Of prayer,
And Christ is born within ne,-then
My life may help my fellow men,"
And so each brother went hi. way;
fDne In work and ono IN
Years passed. Amid the desert lone,
His food wild herbs. his bed stone,
Ragged and iean.-an awful sighti
Scorched by the sun, chilled BY the night,
Titus famous saint became -
An anchorite of wondrous fame,
lie knew not that, through land and town,
Went far and wide his great renown;
For. bowed, and kneeling on the sod,
His thoughts all rose TO heaven and God.
In each foul place where plague and sin
Their never ending Work begin
Carrying dead paupers to their graves,
Eyes 10 the bind. feet to he isme@
Marcus worked on, unknown 70 lame.
The widows shield, the orphan 8 etay,
From the hard hand he snatched its prey;
Loved by the suffering and the lowly-
Yet no one called him Saint or Holy.
Twas Christmas Eve The diving day
Hcddened the west with crimson ray,
And, like mothers joyful smile.
Lit up the valley of the Nile.
Then, mid the radience soft and still,
Titus saw Marcus climb the hill.
lie ran TO meet his brother dear: -
Zach eye was moistencd with tea;.
They walked amid the sunset rays. = p
Talked of their childhoods happy days.
Said Marcus, Brother! years have passed
Hast thou found perfect peace ct last?
Tell me, my brother,-tell the whole
Has Christ been born within your soul7
Has faith made all temptations cease?
AIas." said Titus, " in my mind
some sunshine. many clouds, find.
Sometimes SO cold and dead I eeem,
That heaven and God appear dream.
Ny prayers go up; my thought and will
Cling TO the earth and linger still;
But, oh. my brotheri-tell me true: ~
Has work brought God and peace to you?"
Then Marcus answered. sadly sreet.
Ny soul seems like the dusty street.
All hurry. noise from hour 10 hour. .
do my work with all my power, A
But no deep central peace i nnd,-
seem to feed upon the wind.
What is the secret. what the test, --
If neither prayer nor work everest?
The brothers raised their eyes ssd smiled,
The TheIs b.pry mo,hef mpspJ sbs va itsa
Carre.sed the little one and talked. 80
The chiid's eoff hair and heeycnly head
Glowcd in the sunlight. while he said,
Mamma! just come here from play.
10 kiss you once and run away.
m going nov TO find my brothers -
There, in the meadow. with the others
L II go and help them Play. and then
rome back my sweet pamns again.
Then Titus cried. !" Until to-day
knew not what il was to pray.
This babe and mother unde6led
Hath made of me little child.
TO go 10 God. mid joys or woes,
Just as he TO his mother goes.
And prayer, till now q task and rod,
shall turn TO happy talk with God ~ sl.ef
Nor longer be a hard employ, -s,1e
But food and light, and love and jo,-.
Henccfcrth leave my rocky glen,
And 60 with God to work with men.
And Marcus said. And now scc
How work and play at once may be.
No more our heart and life we'll sever.
But both will work and pray together.
This Christmas day has taught Us more
Than all our works and prayer before.
TO try TO 1--we with God alone
liardcns the heart and makes Il stone.
TO live with man, away from God.
Makes goodness like dusty sod.
Henceforth like streams that take their rise
On mountain tops, mid lonely skie.,
But through the parched and barren plain
Flow ON TO make all green again,
Our life shall few, by Christs own. plan,
From God through faith through work 10
man. JAMES FREEMAN CLARK.