Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1900-01-04
yULE-TIDE REvERIES.
written for the Star of Hope.

written the Star Of Hopeo
O. they tell US that Heaven unrevealed to human sight
Lies beyond the starry curtain OF the silent sombre night
And that spirits that dim and mystic shore
Hold forever communion with their ov'd ones gone
before.
Whence all evil thoughts banished with their train Of
There securely and The weary drepose
And they tell Us may enter through the gateway Of the
Where life flowing and the flowers Of Eden
bloom
Is the tale an idle ictionq Shall we behold
The loved who ourneyed the waters dark
and eod2
Is the reign Of death eteraP Shall we awake?
Is il all a zealos fancy AL dreary, sad mistake
Do the saints and prophets e
Is there nothing bright before usnohing but to live and
nthe future holds no promise Of resurrection morn,
Then give life cruel he were better left unborn
shining armament ablazc with light and flame
With clustered consultations that declare Jehovahs name
The marvels OF the universe reveal TO man afar
A gospel in each planet and a sermon in each star
Yes indeed there is heaven where it tell
But there u.s. because there ought to be heaven mark WE'LL
refuge for the righteous some fair celestial height
Where God has fixed the boundary and set the beacon-gh
Dying the cleaning and the glory the ray
As the clear their pallid features ay
Yes the little have it, and exclaimed with childish
tglee,
Mamma pretty angels Godhas them after me-"
They have the Golden City they have the silver
They
Where the lansomed of Jua with their har of beat
gold,
Sing their songs yand with the Patachs Of old
Is there not peaceful haven far beyond the blue
haven for mothers who have been kind and true
They who never have aeed in the love that
diyineP
O. there surely must be place where in glory they
shine
There sweets to charm the palate there sights to
please the eye,
Pure delights beyond fancy-we may know them BY
and by.
But present views finite and the thing
earth
Is the mnaoyel affection of the who gave birth
We would believe the story and would need the
ing voice
That cheers righteous living the dying makes
oce;
But with the tale doubtful and the skepc whispers
Tl the cleaning Of the glory from their vision fades away
Yet every blade ofgras springs exutng sod
Behold voiceess mystery-the wondrous work ofGod;
All the tones skepc wisdom nothing let them pass
For Nature hath revealed Him in the humbles blade of grass.
A conscious Immortality pervales the busy mind,
something prisons cannot hold and letters cannot bind
In fancy may wander DER the hills of Palestine
And trace the weary footsteps of that Godke Nazarenc
When peaceful may where fancy wills
Through the bright wales of Jordan Ger Judea bar
rem hills.
may pleasure. fancy rowing
May behold the Saviour teaching the shores Gaee.
With multitudes that Him mingle Pharsees
Scrihes;
Seeking subtle proofs against Him. giving gbes
But He the their cold dstrustfu looks
And gives them pointed lessons from their inspired
books
Anon He takes journey toward chat ancient city, Main
Emerging the open gate there moulnul train;
widowed mother Borrowing whose heart with anguish
And presto with her restored, rejoicing she
Again the road to Bethany He walked with mournfu tread;
Behold that good man, Lazarus whom Jesus oved--was
And devoted sisters now their long, sad vgis kept
While drawing that modest home souls Redeemer
RELYING not on human power Himself alone
lie raised His eyes Heaven while they rolled away the
And speaking then Lazarus He called him the grave
This Prince the Mighty Counselor the Wonderful tosave.
Now mark the on Calvary, behold Him lifted up
All bruised for man nquties He drains that bitter cups
Anon he cries, lis fnshed!" but for this cause He
TO die that might live the promised Easter
morn.
Yes story stands to reason turn and twist we may
For the foies here committed there must be Judgment
Day;
the Judgment will be inal-we shall reap we have
II we gather tares and thsesa the blame must our
We may think ourselves philosophers familiar with the
That all wisdom-known this world the
We may think that gifted with mind that reaches far
But the manifold Creator knows exactly what
We may think ourselves exalted but get high
That heads will be in danger from the planets rolling
nigh
We may the foolish notion that fellowman blind
just because he doesn't notice all the faults of human kind
We think ourselves elected but borrow grace
On the strength of social standing long
Though we humble creels forever they prove of
If dodge the moral teachings
self-rghteousness may argue Il yond doubt
Twas thus the bleeding Pharisee put sinful hosts
But God who knows the human heart every motive bare
And with kind and tyng the sins that anke there
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