Birmingham state herald., 1897-04-18
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by the resurrection of Jesus have been grandly sung by the poets who may be accepted as our best religious guides. Spiritual truths are most clearly seen and deeply felt when expressed by the poet. The following selections from a wide range of poets will show the joy and gladness that have risen in the hearts of men by reason of the resur- recticn of Jesus. This world is bright world because the light of that first Easter morn shines with undimmed luster. We part from our dear ones with the glad hope that in a brighter and better cline we will meet to part no more. The grave has been robbed of it's terrors and death of it's gloom be- cause of the faith that Jesus died and rose again. The proof and pledge of mans immortality is the fact that he who bore our nature died and rose again victorious over death and the grave. Among all the poets Jesus must stand first. The poetry that fell from the lips of the Nazarene will never lose it's sweetness and power: Let not your heart be troubled. Ye believe in God. Believe also in' me. In my Fathers house are many mansions. If it were not so, would have told you. I go to prepare place for you, and if I go and prepare a place for you I will come again and receive you unto myself, that where I am there ye may be also" These words, beautiful in themselves, have added power and beauty because of the fact that he who spoke them was not holden of death. Therefore because he lives we shall live also. These truths the poet preachers sing to us on Easter day:
 That first Easter morning, when weeping They found the toab empty the rock
 portal rent;
 Still down the long ages it's glory is
 poured,
 As we scatter our songs at the feet of the
 Lord
 And still tis our comfort that death dark
 ened eyes,
 In Jesus asleep shall with Jesus arise.
 Mrs. M. b. Sangster. The best will come in the great "to be-" It is ours to serve and wait. And the wonderful future we soon shall For death is but the-gate.
 ,.stss4;T ;Tssrah K. Bolton. Thou will not leave US in the dust, Thou madest man he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die, And thou hast made him. thou art just.
 -'In Memoriam." Even for the dead I will not bind My soul to grief; death cannot long di-
 vide;
 For is it not as if the rose that climbed My garden wall had bloomed upon the
 other side?
 Alice Cary. We know not what we shall be, but are
 sure
 The spark once kindled by the eternal
 breath Goes nut out quite, but somewhere doth
 endure
 In that strange life we blindly christen
 death.
 Somewhere he is. though where we can
 not tell,
 But wheresoe'er God hides him, it is
 well.
 Lewis Morris. Shall we know each other there?" is a question that has been asked and reasked from the earliest times. The poets have answered this in the affirm ative. The reunion of friends and loved ones is an Easter message brought to our hearts with comforting power by our poet preachers. When my final farewell to the world I And gladly lie down to my rest; When softly the watchers shall say. "He
 is dead,'
 Anu JOlu IUy Dstle O CT my DTedSI, And when with my glorified vision at last The walls of That City, l see, Will any one then at the beautiful gate Be waiting and watching for me.
 Gospel Hymn. Somewhere is comfort, somewhere faith, Though thou in outer dark remain. One sweet, sad voice ennobles death And still for eighteen centuries saith Softly "Ye meet again.
 Lowell. The poets have spiritualized the res- urrection of Jesus and thereby nourish- ed the hopes that good would finally triumph over ill and every winter change to spring. As Jesus rose trium- phant so every buried truth, every en- tombed reform, every good cause, will one day rise to glorious victory. This is the beauty of our Easter morning; In him humanity may now arise Out of the grave of self, all baseness
 scorning:
 The holy radiance of his glorious eyes IIlumines every where uplifted faces; Touches the earthly with a heavenly
 glow;
 And in that blessed light all human
 graces
 Unto divine beatitudes must grow
 Lucy Larcom.