The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1894-07-30


Little knew the lady fair.
AS she sang so sweetly there
That her voice had reached soul
Which had lived in sins control!
Little kntw, when she was done,
That a lost and erring one
Heard her as she breathed that strain
And returned to God again!
Love and the Master.
Love, he led the Master
In a garden lone,
Where the darkness Swallowed him
With its grief and moan.
And ., for Hm-the Master
Within that garden drear!
The keen thorns climbed and kissed his lips
And left the crimson there!
Love, he led the Master
From that garden dim,
And with the thornS in mockery,
Wreathed round tn brow of Him.
And 0, for Him--the Master,
That Love should kiss and kill,
And carve Him there cross to bear
Alone to Calvary hill!
Love, he led the Master
From the midnight gloom;
Ger the wild and wounding thorns
MaGa the lilies bloom.
And O, for Him-the Master!
For garden, cross and hill!
The hands that scourged Him He hath
kissed
And lives to love them still!
FRANK l.. STANTON.
At Night.
When we are weary with the world We go
Unto the quiet Of our homes; and when
The Night is still--and lamps are burning
low
We do remember all the days work then!
And comes a wish, before the tired lids
To kneel to Him who every sorrow knows
And closer to the heart of Him to creep!
The children Will come home-the play all
The school tasks ended. In the t"ihsh'
chill;
And with soft clinging arms of love ADORE
The sheltering bosom of the mother sun!
"In Him We Rest"
There Is one who is kinder than the rest
And full of sweet solicitude: tie KNOWS
Who called the little children to HIS breast
The cruel thorns that lurk beneath the
rose.
He is long-suffering. and If l, tonight
should so to Him He would not coio's
say: 49,,
Thine was the Wrong when near thee
Rut with His lips He'd kiss my wrong
away!
In all nv life His lovely face see:
saw His lips drain one embittered cup;
| And in the storm that broke on 1aiilee
10 came white visioned, and lie raised
me up!
Where came the multitudes a-cry for
bread, ,
| And thousands from his p''9
Who. after, walked alone on Calvary's
road.
| And when on one DARK night
| stretched hands.
10 cried that 1T was Finished on the
cross, =, .ho diving
He meant that word for all 'ne 0' 'i7
lands, Loco,
His love a recompense for all my loss!
Co ,bat in this lone hour. when all men
fail. I'D WV NE
know that He is constant, ana my me
Knows Him, whatever tempests may p'0
Dearer than even my mother, or my wire!
How He Went.
How, did the little fellow go!
| We heard the winds wall to ana lro'
We heard the beating OF the ram
ITnon the CHASTITY window pane;
- OH tho room seemed STILL save where
vre heard his heart-beats, quick ana clear
| We knew that he must pass away
I2ut still, the words we could not say
How did the little fellow go!
W. saw the falling of the snow,
zrind-driven through the homeless nlghe
n,ha awakened birds screamed with al
fright; .o,
r,,o +roos moaned in the dark: we stooo
co,;nr what soothing words we coulo'
W. lnew that he must pass away
,,4 s+i,l the words we could not say'
How did the little fellow go:
~ ,oar5 his heart-beats ebbing SLOW
| And as if conscious OF ms rest
~ c,aenad his pale hands O er MS piea''
I,+ NOT until with their last moan
NC Inns leaned to his mother own!
We knew that he must pass away
r,r+ etilI the words we could not say!
How did the little fellow go!
IIts mother would not say, or know,
pr+ though she felt his lips, grown stili'
g. ol,snad him to her bosom still,
And naced the lonely room and salo:
| IrTircino his broW-hiS curly head)
eye is nv own, from his first breath
NV own in life, my own in death!
That was the way Gods word was sent
The way the little fellow went!
And when from out our garden aim
We laid the last white rose on nlH'
His mother kneelng on the sod.
Sent her last kiss with 1t to Goa.