Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1878-04-18


yer OF feeling aud exalted religious sentimen
claim for 1t = wider circulation than IL ha
yet attained.
rm growing very old. This weary head
That hath 80 often leaned on jesus breast.
In days long past that seem almost dream,
Is bent aud hozry with the weight Of year,
These limbs that followed hm-my msster-oi
Prom GaliIee 10 Judah; yea, that stood
Beneath the cross and trembed with his groans
Refuse TO bear me even through the streets
TO preach unto my children. Zen my lips
Refuse 10 form the words my heart sends forth
Ny ears are dull. they scarcely hear the sobs
Ot my own chiidr.n gathered round INV couch
God lays his hand on me-yea, hi. hand.
And not his rod-the gentle hand that
teit, those three years, so often pressed In min,
In friendship such passeth woman's love.
I'm old 80 old cannot recollect
The faces OF my friends; and ] forget
The words and deeds that maze up daily life;
itui that dear lace and every word he spoke.
Grow more distinct as others fade away.
80 thai lave with him and holy dea!
More than with living.
Some seventy wears ago
! was fisher by the sacred sea
IL wa al sunset. How the tranquil Tide
Bstbej drrsmily the pebbles. How the light
trepi up The distant hills, and IL It's wake
soit purple shadows WI apped the dewy fields
And then be came aud called me Then gazcti
For he first time. on that sweet face. rhos
eyes.
From ouI OF which, as from window, shone
Divinity. looked on my limos; soul.
And lighted forever. Then his words
Broke on the silence OF my heart and made
Ihe whole world musical. lncarnate Love
LOOK hold OF me and claimed me for its own.
followed in the twilight. holding fast
His mantle.
%. what holy walks We had.
through harvest heids, snd desoIale, dreary
And oftentuie he leaned upon my arm
"eaTied and wayworn. | was young and
strong.
And 20 upbore him. Lord. now l am weak.
And old. and feeble. let me rest on thee,
81, put thine arm around me. Closer siIlI!
How strong thou art. The twilight draw.
Come, let " leave these noisy streets and take
The path 10 Bethany for Mary, smile
Awaits us at the gate, and Aartha's hand.
have long Prepared the cheerful evening me al.
oone. james, the Master waits; ami Peter. see,
III gone some steps before.
W hat say, you, friends
That Thu. Is Ephesus, and christ has gone
BACK 10 tiis Aingdomi Aye, t l. -, I is 50.
! know u all; and vet, just now / seemed
% stand once more upon my native hills,
lhe touchihg OF His garments bring bach
To palsied limbs! feel it has to mine.
Up. bear inc once more 10 my church. once
more
There let me tell them Of a sa,iour's love:
or, by the sweetness of my Masters voice
just now, think he must 1c very near,
coming. trust to break the veil, " hich time
LA. worn 30 thin that | can zee beyond,
And watch his footsteps
50, raise up my head.
How dark II is. l cannot seem TO see
The faces Of my flock. l. tha; the sea
Thai murmnrs so, or Is Il weeping. Hush.
lie gave hi. Sou. SO love We one another.
Loye God aud Man. Amen. Now bear me
back.
My legacy unto an angry world ia this.
1 Feel my work Is finished. Are the streets 30
full.
W hat call the folk my nsme! The Holy John
Nay, write me rather, Jesus Christ's beloved,
And lover u my children.
Lay NE down
Once more upon my couch. aud open wide
The Eastern window. See! there comes q
Like that which broke upon my soul at eve.
When, In the dreary Isle Of ratmo,. Gabriel
came
And touched me on the shoulder. See, II
grows
A. when be mounted toward the pesrly gaie..
know the way. trod II once before.
And hatk! IL Is the song the ransomed sang,
OF glory 10 the Lamb, How loud II sounds,
And that unwritten one. MeIhnk, my soul
Can join it now. But who are these that
crowd
The shining way: Say .-joy It's the eleven,
With Peter rrst. How eagerly he looks!
How bright the smiles are beaning on james 5
face.
am the last. Once mole we are complete.
To gather round the Pascsai feast. Nv place
l. next my Master. q my Lord, my Lord.
How bright Thou art, And yet the very
same
loved ln Galilee. lis worth the habdred
years
10 feel this bliss. So hftlme up, dear Lord,
Unto Thy bosom. There shzll l abide.