: v- V < * _ : : X _ ■°\>^ '' 0' ^, * « "^-S^' ■"^ ^ ,V 1 8 v\' * '""'■i-. .-^^ % "-"^ 4 , ^^ * .0 s ^ ^# ,0 0. ^^"^^ -/?-?:^% '^ ^x^ o-^ -^^ ^' 'X^ ..^^ ><>. >■/ Poetical Meditations and Thoughtful Paragraphs Poetical Meditations and Thoughtful Paragraphs By Simon P. Yoder Let the words of my mouth and the medita- tions of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemer. — Psalm 19:14. # Published by the Author DENBIGH, VIRGINIA Copyright 1916 By S. P. Yoder. ^^| crj APR 14 1917 kl.A457991 To the Rising Generation, Our bright-minded and warm-hearted Boys and Girls The Hope of the Church and Nation, This Book is Hopefully Dedicated By the Author WORDS PREFATORY About three thousand years ago a wise man, who himself wrote books, said "Of the making of many 'books there is no end." iWhat the indulgent reader finds in this little book was however not written for the purpose of "making a book." Some of these poems were composed nearly half a cen- tury ago; others were written in recent years. In old age man is inclined to take a retro- spective view. In looking over the pa.^t of his checkered life the author finds many of life's ex- periences and lessons as they came to him from time to time, portrayed in his "Poetical Medita- tions," which are now for the first time gathered together. The varied experiences that come to us all in this life leave impressions either for good or evil according as our attitude may be towards Him who holds our destiny in His hands and overrules all the events and circumstances we meet for good to those who love Him. The author gratefully acknowledges his indebt- edness to his friend and Christian brother, J. A. Ressler, editor of the Words of Cheer, for his editorial work on the manuscript of this book, and 10 WORDS PREFATORY for the ^benefit of his judgment in undecided anu questionable points. While the writer does not claim any special poetical merit for his verses, he trusts that they may be the means of directing the thoughtful read- er's attention to some homely, old-fashioned truths dressed in language easy to be understood and re- membered. SIMON P. YODER. Denbigh, Va., Sept. 20, 1916. SYNOPSIS OF THE AUTHOR'S BIOGRAPHY By His Daughter. Simon P. Yoder was born on a farm in the Tuscarora Valley, Juniata County, Pennsylvania, August 6, 1847. His parents, Jacob Yoder* and Anna Yoderf were both direct descendants of that sturdy Mennonite stock who emigrated to this land of religious liberty from Switzerland, Europe, early in the eighteenth century to escape military serv- ice, which they conscientiously believed to be con- trary to the teachings of the New Testament. In 1854 he moved with his parents to Mahon- ing County, Ohio, and nine years later (1863) from there to Barker Street, St. Joseph County, Michi- gan. His advantages for obtaining an education in the district schools of his time could not advance him fceyond the three "Rs," "reading, 'riting and "rithmetic." Being a great reader from his boy- hood, he passed much of his time while in the school of affliction as a "shut-in" invalid, in study- ing the Bible and other good books. It was at this *His mother's maiden name was King. fHer mother's maiden name was Hertzler. 12 SYNOPSIS OF THE AUTHOR'S BIOGRAPHY time, from 1872 to 1875, that his meditations first found expression in verse. Having partly regained his health he followed the commercial job printing ibusiness for several years, doing business mostly through the mails. In 1880 he was united in marriage with Mary 'Metzler of Mahoning County, Ohio. In 1883 they moved to that County on an eleven acre farm near East Lewistown, where he made a specialty of bees and pure-bred poultry. In 1902 he removed with his family, consisting of his wife and five children, to Warwick County, Virginia, where he resides at the time of this writing. CONTENTS Part I. Poetical Meditations 1. Religious 2. Miscellaneous Part II. Thoughtful Paragraphs PARTI POETICAL MEDITATIONS RELIGIOUS THE BIBLE 'Mong all the books this world contains The Bible stands alone; For here authority Divine On every page is shown. The value of this wondrous Book No one can estimate ; Without it all mankind would lapse Into the savage state. A fount of knowledge and of truth, Which none can e'er exhaust; A mine of pure, God-given wealth, Yet offered without cost. And all who search its pages well Great golden truths may see; And all who will may draw therefrom Life-giving waters free. The organ of God's kingdom here. Its words make all things new To those who love its precious truths And live its precepts too. l6 POETICAL MEDITATIONS For by its glorious light we see Where wisdom would begin There first must "be removed the vile And loathsome seeds of sin. It is the student's Book of 'books; In its exhaustless store He finds the best of histories, And deepest ancient lore. Biographies and prophecies His admiration claim; Though varied they may be in style, In spirit still the same. A Book of wisest laws and rules, A Book of sermons rare; A Book of proverbs and of psalms, Of praises and of prayer: The modern writer draws therefrom His poetry and prose, ' And all his works of merit true Its principles disclose. Dictated by Omnipotence, To show redemption's plan, The Bible is a priceless gift Of love from God to man : It warns, insti^ucts and kindly pleads To lift our fallen race; Then shows the meek, repentant soul How he is saved by Grace. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 17 It is the Christian's traveling guide, On which is marked the way That leads him to his home above Where reigns eternal day. The faithful by its teachings find The city of their King, Where joys supernal never cease And glad hosannas ring. It is the banner of reform Which rouses men of soul To fight 'gainst Satan's sway where'er The human tide may roll: — To teach their fellowmen to live A purer, nobler life, Above the vain and fickle ways Of ignorance and strife. The treasures of this blessed Book Are found by those who read Its pages as the Word of God, Written for their own need: In spirit pray to know and do Whate'er it may require ; For such its truths are traced as with A pen of living fire. Its value true consists not in Mere words and sentences, But in the God-inspired power That still behind them lies. i8 POETICAL MEDITATIONS 'Tis this that gives immortal life Unto the sacred page 'And feeds a throng of hungry souls In each succeeding age. TRUTH AND PEACE The voice of Truth must be allowed To speak in tones of thunder, — Its lightnings pierce old Error's cloud' And break its folds asunder. Ere gentle Peace in whispers mild Will speak its welcome greetings. And by its presence, pure and sweety Subdue the heart's wild beatings. The sword of all-prevailing Truth Must slay dark superstition; Dispel the doubts that would enslave And blind man's moral vision, lEre white-robed Peace can comfort bring To calm the waves of sorrow. And by its radiant light proclaim A fairer, brighter morrow. The Word of Truth must rule instead Of man-made, vain tradition; — Eternal verities displace Mere human supposition, Ere Hope can have foundation sure To build for future ages, POETICAL MEDITATIONS 19 And Peace abide, serene and pure, While life's brief conflict rages. The fire of Cod's eternal Truth Must flash from Sinai's mountain Until the trembling sinner flees To Mercy's open fountain. — To Christ, whose righteousness alone Averts the wrath of heaven ; For through the merits of His blood Is Peace and pardon given. Tlie Spirit of eternal Truth Must guide the pilgrim weary. That he may walk and stumble not Along life's pathway dreary. Then perfect Peace descends to bless His soul with heavenly treasures, And by its warm, life-giving rays Affords celestial pleasures. SALVATION Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved. — ^Acts 16:31. I^ng I wandered, lone and weary, Seeking for the better way; Kg^pt's gloom and darkness dreary Hiding still the light of day. Sinai's peaks, obscuring heaven. Issued forth Law's thunder peal, 20 POETICAL MEDITATIONS While on earth no balm was given My despairing soul to heal. Oft I sought in deepest anguish To perceive the path of right, — Still my soul was doomed to languish For the want of heaven's light. Though I strove with firm endeavor Written precepts to obey, Vile confusions reigned and ever Darker grew my weary way. Broken down with imperfections, Having naught but husks to eat, And mistrusting men's directions, Now I fell at Jesus' feet; Soon the threatening clouds were riven. And I heard my Savior say, "Thou shalt be an heir of heaven, I have washed thy sins away!" O the bliss of free salvation Never human tongue can tell! Not by works of high laudation Are we freed from fears of hell: 'Tis the priceless gift of heaven, Which by grace — When we believe. And our sins are all forgiven. Without merit we receive. POETICAL MEDITATIONS ai Saved from sin, how can I tender Praises meet my love to prove Heart and soul I nov^ surrender In the arms of Sovereign Love. Though my ransomed soul can never Duly praise my Savior's name, By His help my life shall ever Free salvation's way proclaim. Many souls in darkness slumber Wrapped in cold and gravelike shrouds; False professors without number Blind the way with formal clouds, But a brighter, purer morrow Slowly dawns with cheering ray; This alone can banish sorrow; "Jesus washed my sins away." 'God be praised for a salvation That supplieth all our needs; Not attained through rank or station, Neither bought by hollow deeds. Jesus grants a clear permission, All may have salvation free On Love's only safe condition: Heed His words, — "Believe on Me." Praise and gratitude shall ever So my heart to action move While I live, that naught can sever That which God hath sealed in love. 22 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Holy Spirit guide me daily That my life, my words and pen May proclaim how full salvation Bringeth joy to sinful men. FROM DARKNESS TO LIGHT The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God, — Ps. 14:1. In time of plenty and of peace, When friends abound and every plan For worldly gain seems to increase The joys of man: Seeing 'but nature's smiling face, — All things existing as they should, Man soon forgets the throne of grace — The Source of good. Frail being, now he lifts his head. And on his own vain strength relies; By wisdom he will not 'be led, But truth denies! With haughty look and lofty brow. His self-sufficiency he claims ; Feeling no need of help he now In pride exclaims, "There is no higher power than mine; Why should I fear a chast'ning rod? POETICAL MEDITATIONS 23 Man is himself the all-divine — There is no God!" Misguided one, where standest thou? By whom were all thy blessings given? Look up and see the heavens now — By thunders riven — Declare thy guilty soul to be Doomed to affliction, shame and grief, 'Till thou in thy distress canst see Thine unbelief! Prosperity now hides her face; Grim want disperses pleasing wealth; Loathsome disease next takes the place Of blooming health. False summer friends in scorn depart; Vile slander shows its forked tongue; — Who can console his bleeding heart. By conscience stung? His fondest hopes lie blasted all ; Frustrated are his dearest aims; Deadly remose, bitter as gall, His life-blood claims! Despair consumes his vitals quite; And fear corrodes his heart of stone; POETICAL MEDITATIONS He gropes his way in darkest night, Alone, alone! No one to love, no one to trust ; No helping hand, no word of cheer, He feels himself as naught but dust, — Will heaven hear? Ah, awful fate, "There is no God!" Yet now he knows the need of one, — Hold — shall he "kiss the chastening rod" — Bid dou'bts begone? Angels attend, the sinner seeks Salvation for his sinsick soul The Savior in compassion speaks, "Be thou made whole." Rejoice, O pardoned one, rejoice. See! heavenly rays dispel the night. As through the gloom there breaks a Voice, "Let there be light!" Celestial streams of mercy roll Across the meek repentant breast; Peace like a river fills the soul. And Love brings rest. Behold the change — ^he calmly bides His time in peace, for well he knows, POETICAL MEDITATIONS 25 Whatever evil now betides, God heals his woes. The new-^born soul in meekness aims To spread the tidings all abroad, And by a holy life proclaims, "There is a God!" BELONGING TO JESUS If we've found salvation Let the truth be known; We belong to Jesus, And are not our own. Burdened one in sorrow, Asking what to do, Know you not that Jesus Gave Himself for you? Would you know the secret Of sweet hope and joy, And be freed from burdens That your soul annoy? Give yourself to Jesus, To the Lord most just. In His tender mercy He'll accept the trust; Then, tliough grief and sorrow In their darkest form 26 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Threaten to envelop, In their gloom and storm, All the joy and brightness Of your daily life, You can rest securely. Freed from inward strife. In the arms of Jesus As the Shepherd true Who in loving kindness Ever cares for you ; And your soul in gladness Will repeat His praise, — Joining in this chorus All your future days: I belong to Jesus, He belongs to me. Precious life eternal Now by faith I see. Yes, iny Savior daily All my wants supplies, And my future safely In His keeping lies. INVITATION Many blossoms full of promise ' Have been blighted w^ith the cold; There are also lambs whoVe perished, 'Cause they've wandered from the fold. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 27 But a shelter is provided — Trust in Jesus' love and care; 'Neath his sheltering wings take refuge Calm, sweet peace, and rest are there. Come, O sinner, leave your idols ! Stray no farther from the fold; For the world is full of danger. And its frowns are bitter cold. Trust in him who yearns to shelter All the helpless here below; He will lead you through green pastures, Where the living waters flow. Jesus came to save his people From all sin and from all woe; Though our sky be sometimes clouded, Still it cannot long be so; For our Lord we know is mighty; All who trust in His high name, They shall never be forsaken — Never come to grief and shame. Ye who follow worldly pathways, Come, no longer now delay; Trust not in your worldly wisdom, Jesus is the only way. "Empty forms," they have no virtue : Let the Savior have thine heart! By so doing, then like Mary, You have chosen that "good part." 1872 28 POETICAL MEDITATIONS A SOUL IN DANGER Before m lies a written sheet, A letter neatly penned; What is the message it conveys From my far-distant friend? A painful one, hard to relate, — You cannot guess, I know. What news this silent missive brings That grieves and pains me so. You ask, "Has sickness made your friend A victim of its power? Or has the dreaded monster Death Struck down some lovely flower?" No; none of these, more dreadful far The state in which I find My young and gifted friend is placed, For, poisoned is his mind! The ndble gifts his Maker gave He uses to disprove The truth of Cod's inspired Word, And Christ's great work of love: — To show that God Himself's a myth — His word a fa'ble too, — All Christians a deluded set. While he*s sincere and true! O God of love, have mercy now On this misguided youth ! POETICAL MEDITATIONS 99 What answer shall I send to him That he may see the truth? Thy name is stamped on all thy works, Yet hidden from his sight; O quickly then, to this poor soul, Dear Lord, reveal the light! LIFE Life, human life, — what mysteries The life of man enfolds; — What god-like possi'bilities The humblest life-germ holds! Yea, who can rightly comprehend And solve life's problems great: Life's origin — foretell its end — Its value estimate? In boyihood's days, when first I sought Deep things to comprehend, I wept sad tears because I thought That life in death must end. Existence cease and every spark Of life be swept away: Annihilation deep and dark Hold universal sway! 30 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Existence cease, and death in 'black Oblivion reign supreme? I shudder as the thought rolls back Like some soul-haunting dream! Existence cease ? Ah no ! the breath Of life remains for aye A never-dying soul, and death Must seek a weaker prey. Cod gave His Son that man might have Life more abundantly ; — To quicken into growth and save The soul from sin set free. Hence it is not *'by bread alone,'' Or food that doth sustain The outer man — mere flesh and iDone That we our lives maintain. God's Holy Spirit and His Word^ That bread from heav'n above, Sustains the children of the Lord In life, and peace, and love. Then why corrode our minds with cares^ And labor all our days For this poor dying world's affairs. And its delusive ways? POETICAL MEDITATIONS So let us here life's mission fill, — Our talents all employ In sweet accordance with God's will, — His service make our joy. •Death's hideousness then quickly dies, For love will banish fear: — We sink in death that we may rise Into a higher sphere. PREPARE TO LIVE For I have no pleasure in the death of him that dieth, saith the Lord God; wherefore turn yourselves and live ye. — Ezek. 18:32. Prepare to live ! all earthly things Must surely pass away; All that the world now holds so dear Is doomed to swift decay; And only that which God restores To Eden's holy state Can live for aye in peace and joy Beyond the heav'nly gate. Surely the Lord no pleasure has That wicked men should be Xrcft to receive the just reward Of their iniquity; But loudly calls to every one, — O sinner why despise 32 POETICAL MEDITATIONS The day of grace — ^why will ye die The death that never dies? The wages of your sin is death, But O, you may receive The gift of God— eternal life, If you will but 'believe The word of God and pardon seek While pardon may be found ; While Jesus for you intercedes, And mercy doth abound. Why will you die? O sinner turn While yet 'tis called today. That you may live when earthly scenes Forever pass away. Why follow Satan's leadings here Until your closing breath To share with him the burning lake, Which is the second death? Prepare to live that life beyond AH earthly pain and fear. By true repentance, followed iby A holy life while here: For only that which God restores To Eden's holy state Can live for aye in peace and joy Beyond the heav'nly gate. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 33 CHRISTIAN LIVING Romans 12:9-21. Let love without hypocrisy Be seen and understood, Abhor the things that evil be — Hold fast to all that's good. Fraternal love each Christian soul Would e'er do wrell to seek; Thy brother's honor then prefer, And show a spirit meek. Not slothful be, but earnestly Thy gracious Master serve: Rejoice in hope, and patient be — Through trials never swerve. Cease not to pray for help Divine, Then freely, kindly share Thy blessings with the brethren poor,- And strangers need thy care. When persecuted bless thy foes, — No thoughts of cursing keep. Rejoice with them that do rejoice, And weep with them that weep. Be of one mind, and shun all vain Conceits of wisdom great. 34 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Mind not things high, but condescend To men of low estate. To no man evil recompense ■Whatever he may do; Provide things honest in the sight Of all where'er you go. If possible, O seek to he So filled with love refined, That you may now and ever live In peace with all mankind. Do not avenge yourselves, beloved, But unto wrath give way; For vengeance truly is the Lord's, — He saith, "I will repay." Give food unto thine enemy, And drink when he hath need ; For 'by such acts he may perceive That thou art Christ's indeed. Be not of evil overcome. But overcome with good The evil that opposeth thee. As every Christian should. Aug., 1874. POETICAL MEDITATIONS LIFE'S WARFARE 35 With the dawning of existence, In this world of ceaseless strife, Comes the need of stern resistance To the things that menace life. Life and death here strive together From the cradle to the tomb; And the conflict rages ever Wheresoe'er our feet may roam. Deadly microbes live and flourish In the water and the air; And the things our bodies nourish Also germs of sickness bear. Insects threaten devastation Unto choicest plants and trees; Every form of vegetation Has its mortal enemies. Where the finest wheat is planted. Or the fairest flowers bloom, There likewise to tares is granted Ample germinating room. Not enough a careful seeding. Then with folded hands to stop ; There must he a strenuous weeding. Else a failure in the crop. There's no progress without action, — Growth retarded means decay; 36 POETICAL MEDITATIONS All expansion meets contraction Darkness stands opposed to day. If, to better man's condition, Heaven's call you would obey, Prejudice and superstition Rise at once to block the way. Where the germs of truth eternal Find a lodgment in the heart, There are present fiends infernal To pervert the better part. Would you fit your soul for heaven, There in perfect peace to dwell? Then beware lest ^Error's leaven, 'Germs impart that fit for hell. •Courage, brother, Good and Evil Find on earth their battle ground ; Chl'ist is stronger than the devil, And through Him is vict'ry found. His true soldiers shall have power. Marching 'neath His banner bright; Strength for every place and hour. In the battle for the right. Wrong may triumph for a season, AH our eflorts seem in vain ; Though the earth be filled with treason, Truth crushed down will rise again. And the final charge of heaven Satan's hosts will all subdue ; POETICAL MEDITATIONS 37 Then the victor's crown is given To the faithful and the true. 1913. ETERNAL LIFE The changing scenes of life on earth Remind us day by day, How all that now our eyes behold Must surely pass away. What we perceive by human sense Of high or low degree, When marked by Time's rel^nt|es§, jtouj^j^ Obeys this stern decree. .^.vIjbdCI 319 }j The stoutest oak upon the hill, ^jj-o^^^^^r y. Frail flow'rs of fairest bloon^Jo ^^,^^^t ^^-^^ All living creatures, great and,,sn|ajl,.,^'n Bow to th^^se,lf-same dpoA». ^.^ >|^£v/ oT They flourish for a season^ .^ut^] f['..!iiW To perish and decay; Though others rise to take their place, They, too, must pass awa^.-'i^'- '^^od liiH. And what is man? Tfotig-h''h^op>^^sM€^''^- As monarch, lord, and king; inl oflV-' That he may lower formS'idf iM^-'^q s'^'''' To his subjection bring. " ' v/oVI Clothed with mortality, his life ~'^ A vapor for a day; ^-^Ig^-v 38 POETICAL MEDITATIONS He breathes, he acts, he dies, and then He, too, must pass away. Are all things transitory then? The grave the only goal? No power a'bove frail, mortal man His dest'ny to control? If such the case 'twere better far To be a brute and die Without a thought of nobler things, Or aspirations high. The Source of life forever lives. Here Death's dominion ends. From man, the image of that Source, A longing e'er ascends For love and peace and purity, — Freed from earth's sin and strife To walk in harmony with Cod, Which is eternal life. But how can feeble, sin-cursed man This blessed state attain? Alone through Christ, the sinless One, Who for man's sin was slain. Sin's penalty He paid in full, Now prays, "Father forgive — " Thus reconciling us to God, — He died that we might live. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 39 Christ died? Our Lord, the Prince of life, He buried in the tom>b? He rose again, dispelling thus Corruption's dreadful gloom. To all the world, Oh quickly now The wond'rous story tell; How Christ arose to live and reign, Victor o'er Death and Hell. O blessed hope ! Immortal truth ! Because our Savior lives, To those whose lives are hid with Him, Eternal life He gives. The soul, of origin divine. Freed from this mortal clay, Shall live with Him eternally In brightest realms of day. LIFE'S MYSTERIES Men in their wisdom long have sought To know the primal source of things; By scientific rules explain Life's origin — from whence it springs To analyze and demonstrate Life's mysteries, and thereby prove Man's power and self-sufficiency Without assistance from above. Yea, by their worldly wisdom great They've found that God-created man 40 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Is but a well-developed ape, Whose ancestry (they say) began A million centuries before The Bible writers wrote the tale, That we in ignorance esteem As truth divine that cannot fail. Thus evolutionists evolve A theory that places man Among the beasts that have no need Of knowing revelation's plan. And being competent to know The secret true, from whence we came, Why have a Book ("quite out of date") To tell us of a higher Name? And yet, in tracing to their source E'en common things we daily see — The luscious frviit, the blossom sweet, The bud and then the growing tree — We fail to find within the soil That feeds the root, how life began, Or whence the power that causes growth, Or who devised the wond'rous plan. 'Tis plain some self-existing Power, Some wise Designer did design That things should be just as they are; Hence mortal man cannot define I POETICAL MEDITATIONS 41 The hidden mysteries of life, Or hy profoundest learning show When stars above 'began their course, Or how earth-life first learned to grow. When men of highest culture spurn God's Holy Word, from heav'n revealed. They cast themselves adrift upon A sea of doubt, where faith must yield To waves of vague uncertainty, 'Neath clouds of dark and hopeless gloom, Where life with all its mysteries Is swept into a Christless tomb. The worldly wise may scoff and sneer, God's blessed Bible firmly stands. Proclaiming still salvation's way. Good for all ages and all lands. Life's mysteries we'll leave with Him, Who holds our every life and breath; We'll trust and serve Him while we live, Nor fear the change that men call death. GOD BLESS THE TRUE LIFE! For Thou, Lord, wilt bless the righteous. — Psalm 5:12. God bless the heart that's filled with love — Unselfish love from heaven's store; That's gentle as the harmless dove, God bless and keep it evermore! 42 POETICAL MEDITATIONS God 'bless the tongue that speaks no ill, To wound a single fellow-man; Speaks only truth in sweet, good will, And cheering words where'er it can. God ibless the lips that never mould Sarcastic words through hate expressed; That ne'er repeat a slander told, Or frame a sinful, thoughtless jest. God bless the eye that's quick to see The good where'er it may abide, Yet drops a tear of sympathy For suffering ones by evils tried. God bless the face that daily wears A smile that's born of faith and love; On which no angry scowl appears. When basest wrong its owner prove. God bless the hands that never shirk A needful task that they can do, By friendly aid and Christian work. Sweet comforts spread where'er they go. God bless the feet that nObly shun The pathways that to sin allure, "Walk in the light," and quickly run At mercy's bid to aid the poor. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 43 Ah ! iblest indeed that soul must be In whom these things are all combined! The good and bad, all love to see A Christian life, true and refined. Pure, holy thoughts produce no frowns, Kind words will live forevermore, Kind hearts are more than golden crowns, And simple faith than deepest lore. And where these noble virtues bloom. Which I in feeble rhymes have dressed, Thou'lt find a child of God in whom Eternal joys and blessings rest. LIFE'S BEAUTIFIER (Love.) Christian graces leave their traces On the deeds we do; Skies grow brighter, burdens lighter W'hen our hearts art true. Hearts grow weary; things look dreary; Songs are turned to whines; Irksome duty mars life's beauty Where no love-light shines. Love and duty, strength and beauty, Joining heart and hand. 44 POETICAL MEDITATIONS La'bors lighten, prospects brighten Over sea and land. Self denials in Life's trials Last but for a day; Heaping measures of Love's treasures Follow soon to stay. As the show^ers freshen flowers In the heat of day, Kindness given makes a heaven All along the way. Light keeps shining where no whining Spreads its pall of night; Life is sweetest and completest When the heart is right. GOD KNOWS US AS WE ARE Our highest aspirations And strivings for the right Are known alone in Heaven, In God's eternal light. We cannot give expression For human eyes and ears To things our hearts hold sacred- God only sees and hears. Our purest, best intentions Are hid from human eyes : POETICAL MEDITATIONS 45 Unable to accomplish The good we highly prize. Men pass unrighteous judgment Because they fail to see Beneath works superficial The spirit's victory. Good works alone can never A place in heaven gain, But hearts with heavenly longings Need never long in vain. God looks upon the motive That prompts our every deed, Our weak and faulty actions The world alone can read. To hear each other's burdens, The law of Christ fulfil, Means more than duty-doing — It means the inward will. To have the mind of Jesus, — Moved by His Spirit true, Reflects the smile of heaven On hum'blest deeds we do. Words may be loudly spoken That mean not what they say; A look, when lips are silent. Love's message can convey. The heart's unspoken promptings Our words and actions prove : 46 POETICAL MEDITATIONS How sweet and grand the lesson- The law of Christ is love. Men know us and remember By deeds which we have done To gain the praise or censure Of mortals 'neath the sun : Cod sees with eyes all-seeing All things both near and far; He judges righteous judgment, — He knows us as we are. UNION OF BELIEVERS Christ prayed for 'his followers : ''That t^hey •all may (be one ; as thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us : that the world may believe that thou hast sent me," John 17:20, 21. O, methinks if all those believers, W(ho look upon Christ as their head, Were firmly and truly united, Even as the Savior has said, Then Satan, the author of evil, Could find little room for a seat; But, with his own weakness disgusted, He would make a hasty retreat. Little chance could he have to devour, E'en the weakest believing soul POETICAL MEDITATIONS 47 Were believers in love so united — All into one beautiful whole. Forbearance and charity ever With sunshine illumine eadh day; Uplifting the weak and the weary, E'er pointing to Christ as the Way. Many members of the same body, None be left to struggle alone, — In harmony working together To build on the Chief corner stone. God grant that we may have that spirit; Which leadeth to harmony here; — None seeking his ov/n selfish pleasure, But holding all others as dear. O ! then spiritual feasts would be given, Such as never this world hath known; Since the day when the Spirit from heaven. Like as tongues of fire was shown! But, Brethren; say, are we united, Unto Christ our Savior and Lord; If among ourselves we're divided By envyings, strife and discord? Nay, nay, for a sign hath been given, By Jesus our Lord from above: *'By this ye'll be known as disciples. If ye one another do love." POETICAL MEDITATIONS CHRISTIAN LOVE AND SYMPATHY "A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you that ye also love one another. By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to an- other."— John 13:34,35. On this subject long I've pondered, Through my mind these texts still ring: Is the ''New Command" I wondered But a lifeless, legal thing? Through it we see indications Of the workings of the soul That has changed its inclinations — Given all to Christ's control. Oh that men had always hearkened To sweet counsel from above; Precious homes would not be darkened For the want of Christian love. Now kind feelings oft lie dormant, Anguish dwells where love should reign; And amidst such things discordant Hearts are crushed for selfish gain. Listen then while I am pleading, Since in truth it must be said. All around us hearts are bleeding For the want of friendly aid ; — In the light by heav'n begotten Shall such things forever be? POETICAL MEDITATIONS 49 Have all men then quite forgotten Christian love and sympathy? Some are bound 'by worldly fashions Till they loathe a Christian life; Others yield to angry passions, And engage in envious strife. While 'mongst those v^rho stand professing Pious, non-resistant w^ays, Ofttimes see we most distressing Symptoms of declining grace. By what sign shall true believers Be distinguished everywhere. From pretenders and deceivers? By the Christian love they bear To each other, said our Savior. From this holy love will grow Humble, true and right behavior, That all men their faith may know. Fellow man, whatever thy nation, Trustest thou in Jesus* word? Hast thou found that great salvation Which is given iby our Lord? Let us pray, my Christian brother, For a deeper work of grace. That may cleanse us from all error, And discordant things efface. Sympathetic feelings, brother. We should cherish day by day; 50 POETICAL MEDITATIONS But if harsh towards each other How can we for blessings pray? All true hearts have inward longings For a higher, nobler life; — Why not cease from bitter wrongings, Live in love and banish strife? Henceforth let us aid each other, It will make our burdens light If we kindly walk together In the path of truth and right. Since we now confess Christ Jesus As our Savior and our guide, Let not Satan's wiles deceive us Till we yield to hate or pride. We are called to love each other — Oh for faith and love that we May our selfish feelings smother And increase in sympathy! While on earth, Oh may we ever Walk together hand in hand; Jesus will forsake us never. If we heed his "new command." We are pilgrims bound for heaven Where the holy ones abide; — Where true happiness is given, And no evil can betide: And by faith we look to Jesus As the only way to God, POETICAL MEDITATIONS 51 For from guilt he did release us By the shedding of his blood. Wherefore then, my Christian brother, Should we be estranged so long? Can we not stand up together In our warfare 'gainst the wrong? Let no man-made gods deceive us; Hope would all be wretchedness If we could not trust in Jesus, Who is all our righteousness. Let us now provoke each other Unto love and righteous deeds, And assist our weaker brother — Thus we'll scatter precious seeds, Which perchance may grow and flourish In what else were barren land, And ourselves and others nourish Through the Savior's new command. This would be a world of beauties Like unto the world above, If all men would do their duties From the motive of true love. Peaceful glories, pure and holy. Would descend our homes to bless, If all men, both high and lowly, Were but freed from selfishness. 52 POETICAL MEDITATIONS E'en the peaceful homes in glory — Homes of angel hosts above, Would be filled with battles gory If they were not filled with love. God is love, and he abideth Only with the pure in heart, Where no party strife divideth Anxious souls with cruel art. While we pray the Lord of heaven For the thing of highest worth — That his kingdom may be given, And his will be done on earth, Let us not forget, dear brother. That pure charity so rare. And in love now walk together Lest we strive against our prayer. We should zealous be to labor For the good of all mankind; By our actions lead our neighbor To the fount of love refined: By our "walk and conversation*' — By the fruit the tree is known. Hence without dissimulation Must true Christian love be shown. Many wrongs would soon be righted. Many errors truth remove. Were the hearts of men united In the bonds of Christian love. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 53 For the wicked world's salvation Let us labor then and pray : — May Christ's fold in every nation Gain in num'ber day by day. ';■""■ "■ i First I'd say to every brother, Let us do the Master's will; And as Christians, love each other — Thus at once Christ's law fulfill! From the throne of grace above us Then rich blessings will descend, Hosts celestial then will love us, And our holy cause defend. RELIGION IN THE HEART Oh were the heart's sweet beauty known That lives each day for God alone, Then more would rise with me to say — Whilst seeking full salvation's way — May Christ possess my heart alone, And every idol god dethrone! Religion in the heart Alone can peace impart; Then cling to him who deigns to give Religion in the heart ! Draw nigh to God, O heart of mine, And open wide to love divine. 54 POETICAL MEDITATIONS heav'nly Guest a'bide with me ; All evils from thy presence flee. This is the power that conquers sin — The hope of glory — ^Christ within! Religion in the heart Alone can strength impart: All "moral works" are dead without Religion in the heart ! As from the seed the plant doth grow, And from the fount the brooklet flow, So from the power of Christ within A holy life alone can spring. Then let all those who wish for fruit New cherish well this precious root, Religion in the heart; — Let all things else depart: A fleeting show is life without Religion in the heart! While many seek in outward things The blessing which religion brings; And build their hope on sects and creeds, Or e'en perhaps on their own deeds, 1 ask but this : — May Christ abide With me, and be my daily guide. Religion in the heart, What joys it doth impart; No blessings can compare with this — Religion in the heart! POETICAL MEDITATIONS 55 OUR THOUGHTS Our thoughts, ah who can count them all? Who may reveal their source? Their influence, whether good or bad, Their past, their future course? Methinks like hidden springs among The rocks and wooded hills. Quite noiseless and unnoticed first, They form the little rills. That trickle slowly down the slopes, Uniting as they flow. Thus forming brooks of impulse which Meander to and fro. And these, the turbid and the clear Together borne along, Fill up that noisy rushing stream, — The stream of action strong. A little thing yet of life's whole Each thought is still a part; For as thou thinkest in thy mind So in thy life thou art. The casual thought that seems to fade Like dew-drops in the sun, An impress leaves upon the mind Which ne'er can be undone. 50 POETICAL MEDITATIONS The source, from whence our thoug^hts arise, Must first be purified, Ere crystal streams of waters sweet Can fill life's flowing tide. Our Christian warfare endeth not While evil thoughts arise Within our hearts to mar our peace, And sinful acts devise. The Christian Spirit, pure and true, Must captivate each thought. Then truly we to Christ may be In sweet obedience brought. ALL FOR OUR GOOD "And we know that all things work to- gether for good to them that love God." —Rom. 8:28. How Strange it ofttimes doth appear. That we who strive to do God's will, With upright heart and conscience clear, Should have such fiery trials still ; Yes, daily do we feel our need Of grace to safely overcome Those things that mar the Christian life And drag the sinner to his doom. And what we in our present state Seek to avoid and greatly dread, POETICAL MEDITATIONS 57 God in his wondrous wisdom great Hath sent for good, and if we're led By His pure Spirit, walk in love, Then naught can harm us here below, Since He o'errules all things for good, Though now this truth we may not know. Though cherished hopes may blasted be. And failures crush our dearest aims, God knoweth what is best, and He Would oft remind us of His claims. Should sickness come, or sorrow pierce The heart overcome by want or woe, God's purpose is the same in all. We'll trust Him now, sometime we'll know. "All things" — how wonderful, how strange! What perfect love God manifests; Naught can befall us here to change Our heavenly Father's wise behests. He wisely orders what we need. And sendeth blessings in disguise; The greatest trial rightly borne Therein the richest blessing lies, O, let us then no more repine. But love Him more and sweetly rest Our hand in His when trials come. He sendeth only what is best; He careth for us day by day, And asketh only for our love, 58 POETICAL MEDITATIONS That He may draw us near to Him And fit us for our home above. LIGHTS AND SHADOWS Seasons come and seasons go- Summer's heat and winter's snow, Zephyrs mild from southern lands, Chilling winds from ice-bound strands Daylight, flushed with sunshine bright, Followed by the sombre night. Damp and gloomy days of rain; Cloudless skies break forth again, — Lights and shadows, "ups and downs," Friendly smiles and angry frowns : Changing seasons, shifting scenes : Every variation means Something yet to be attained, Greater victories to be gained : Some deep lesson yet unlearned; Crowns, by crosses yet unearned. Seasons come and seasons go, All for good to those who know, And can see, the Power above Overruling all in love. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 59 TRUST How sweet, O Lord, to come to Thee When every other refuge fails; — In perfect confidence to flee, When fierce affliction's storm assails, To One who understandeth all Our inmost wants and deepest woes; Who heareth every trustful call, And who can quell each blast that blows. Teach me, my Savior, more and more To look to thee for strength and light, And how when weak, despised, and poor. To find in thee my sole delight. Vain is the help of man, I know, Small solace can his words impart, But thou canst vanquish every foe, And fill with peace the trusting heart. I'll consecrate my life to Thee, Confiding in Thy boundless love; Thy mighty arm shall strengthen me When trials dark my faith would prove. My path is oft beset with snares. But Thou canst make my steps secure, — No flattering words nor worldly cares Shall him who trusts in Thee allure. Increase my faith, that I may be More humble, trustful and resigned; 6o POETICAL MEDITATIONS And never cease to look to Thee For strength of soul and peace of mind, rd place no limit to Thy power, But trust Thee wholly day iby day; Thy gracious smile can light each hour. And drive the darkest clouds away. CONSIDER THE LILIES Consider the lilies in glory arrayed, Consider by whom they were fashioned and made; Then think how the Savior in wisdom did speak Of the beauty that rests on the lily's pale cheek. He who all the glory of heaven had seen; Whose home with bright angels and seraphs had been, Where all is perfection untainted by aught That marreth the beauty of earth's fairest spot, He with His disciples did walk through the fields, And notice quite closely the fruit each plant yields ; Then kindly discoursed of such earthly afifairs As bring to poor mortals their burdensome cares: ) "Consider the lilies, how grandly they grow. They toil not, they spin not, — who clotheth them so, — Surpassing in glory the proudest designs Of monarchs who ravish the richest of mines?" POETICAL MEDITATIONS 6i He pointeth with uplifted hand to the skies, Where many a bird so exultingly flies With songs of pure gladness unburdened by care, Then speaketh, "Behold all the fowls of the air! Who feedeth the sparrows, whence cometh their food? Your Father in heaven, the Source of all good, In kindness supplieth them every day : — Are beings with souls not much better than they? 'Consider the lilies in beauty arrayed, Behold, too, the birds all so bounteously fed, And be not so faithless but only believe — Whatever thou needest Cod surely will give." Then why should we harbor forebodings of want? No shadows of evil our courage should daunt; For whilst we are seeking God's kingdom indeed. His bounty supplieth all things that we need. / No more let us trust in a strength of our own. Or tremble with fear when our weakness is shown; But let us sincerely Cod's righteousness seek For He will be mighty in them that are weak. Consider the lilies so grandly arrayed, Consider by whom they were fashioned and made; Consider who feedeth each innocent bird And rest all securely in Cod and His Word. 62 POETICAL MEDITATIONS SOWING AND REAPING Gal. 6:7-9. We are sowing", ever sowing Seeds of truth and seeds of faith; Or else sowing seeds of evil, Seeds that end in pain and death. To the flesh or to the spirit All are sowing seeds today : — Seeds that multiply corruption Or enrich life's upward way. By our thoughts and *by our actions. Are we sowing unawares, Countless seeds which in due season Yield good fruit or hurtful tares. By each word and look we scatter Many seeds on life's great plain; O may gracious dews from heaven Nourish every righteous grain! Let us not forget the maxim, "What we sow we'll also reap;" Let us watch lest Satan scatter Seeds of evil while we sleep. Let us now not grow aweary While the seed-time yet doth last, Lest we then should be found fruitless. When the harveSt-time is past. All around us storms are blowing, O Lord, give us strength and light; POETICAL MEDITATIONS 63 Help us now while we are sowing That we sow the seeds aright. Father, guide us, daily guide us, That we sow on gospel ground, So that when the ear is growing, Holy fruit may there be found. Now we're sowing, soon the reapers Will go forth to reap the ground; O! may fruit of life eternal Then in all our fields be found ! Till the harvest trump is sounded, Help each one, Lord, who believes, Then with joy we'll homeward hasten, Bringing with us our own sheaves. 'PROVOKE UNTO LOVE' Let us consider one another to provoke unto love and good works. — Heb. 10:24. "Provoke unto love," — ah, well may we say 'Tis something we know little of; Provoking to wrath we see every day But what means provoking to love? Our faculties all were given to use As gifts from a kind Father's hand; Their exercise true and not their abuse Will make us just what He has planned. We reap as we sow, e'en here in this life, — We get as we give, love or hate ; 64 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Our actions will yield sweet peace or dark strife:: A just recompense we await. A mirror reflects all things in the light In which they before it appear: A face wreathed in smiles, e'er cheerful and bright,, Ne'er finds there reflected a tear. The mirror of life throws back to us all An image of all our own deeds ; Give love or give hate, what will thee befall But that which from thy life proceeds? An answer that's soft, a look that is kind, What seeds do they plant in men's hearts? An angry reply, grim looks quite unkind What are they but poisonous darts? How pleasant to see an innocent child. Its soul yet so fresh from above, With sweet winning ways and actions so mild Provoking its playmates to love. The contrary, then, how grievous to see 'Mong Christians; — O what shall they reap?" Provoking to wrath — it surely must idden. Thereby accepting from his wicked tempter An evil nature prone to actions sinful; 66 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Thus calling down from high and holy heaven A curse on earth and all that dwell therein! Yet stranger still, In mystery hid past finding out, The plan divine wherdby full, free redemption Could come to fallen man. Great truth sublime. Beyond man's power of comprehension, God gave His Son, His only and beloved. Who e'en before the dawning of creation Was with the Father in bright realms of 'bliss. This Son of God 'became A ransom for the sin-cursed race of beings Who had rebelled 'gainst heaven's decree. He took upon Himself the curse; upon His head the sword of Justice Full vengeance took, that man from treason's penalties Could pardoned be: the sinner in dark dungeons chained. Enjoy the light of perfect liberty. O gracious work of God! Yea, all His works and words o'erflow with mercy To those who have accepted as their Savior The Lam'b of God for sinners slain. Christ cruci- fied POETICAL MEDITATIONS ^ Brings peace; yea more, His rising from the dead again Brings joy to all whose lives are hid with Him. But from all those Who thrust aside this work of grace and love, — Refuse to Usten to God's holy Word of Truths Deny the Son, — God's own existence doubt, — Heaven veils its smiling face : for how can they^ Who scorn the Almighty Giver's agency His wondrous gifts of love appreciate? Could those who reckon the Creator as a myth The beauties of creation comprehend? Look thou upon a convict doomed For long and weary years to drag away His life in chains behind grim prison bars In some dark dungeon's gloomiest cell, far, far re- moved From every ray of sunlight fair. The songs of birds Ne'er penetrate the mouldy walls to break The silence so oppressive grown. No breeze per- fumed With blooming plants; no joy inspiring breath of Spring E'er drives the dampness from his brow; the tini« est floweret Earth sustains unveils not there its modest face To cheer the eye with hopelessness bedimmed. 68 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Take now a pardon in thine hand. Unlock the door that for a score of years was closed, And break the chains from ofif the lim'bs benumbed And crippled by their cruel weig^ht. Then lead him forth From that vile crime-polluted place; — let him ex- change His filthy rags for garments that an honor are To freedom's nc^blest sons; in tones subdued By love, speak words of heartfelt sympathy, And bid him be forever free! With rapture now He feasts his eyes on all the wonderful And glorious works of God. His heart expands With new-'found joy; and words are quite inade- quate To give expression to the thoughts of praise That fill his mind. His soul can now appreciate As ne'er before the 'beauty that by right belongs To everything that God has made. A picture this, Thoug^h faintly drawn, of a glad, grateful soul re- leased From Satan's chains of sin and shame : — A par- doned one. At peace with God, cleansed from his former sin- ful state , And walking in the perfect light and joy POETICAL MEDITATIONS 69 Which none but new-born souls may know. Such, only such Can rightly understand how very good indeed Is everything that God has made; for they alone may truly "look Through nature up to nature's God;" and looking thus With eyes undimmed 'by sin may see How wonderful are all the works of God. WHAT DO WE SEEK? Seek ye first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, — Matt. 6:33. Go ask the busy, bustling crowds That throng our streets from morn till night. What seek ye mostly for today? And if they answer thee aright They'll say, "The riches of this world We reckon as our chiefest aim; — Our time is fully occupied In seeking wealth, and power and fame." How sad,— immortal souls are bent On gaining that which proves a loss ; See how they toil both night and day For treasures that are naught but dross. The fleeting vanities of life Are sought with eager, burning haste. Whilst heaven-born, gifts and faculties Through sad neglect have gone to waste. 70 POETICAL MEDITATIONS What do we seek? Whom do we serve? What treasures do we strive to win? What is our chief est aim in life? What purpose rules our life within? O let us make our calling sure, Life's golden moments quickly fly, And none can be prepared to live Until they are prepared to die. Friend, hast thou gained thy heart's desire? Hast been successful in the race For riches, or perhaps the world Has granted thee a lofty place; And by the world admired and praised, Thou heedest not the gospel call? One thing thou lackest yet, my friend. And lacking this thou lackest all! All, all is lacking when the soul From earthly scenes must take its flight, Still steeped in gin and unprepared To meet a God of truth and right. All good is gained, all foes are slain, All tribulation overcosme, When, saved from sin, at peace with God, The soul departs for hesTcn's pure home. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 71 SELF-EXAMINATION Gathering to the fold of Christ Or scattering far away From heavenly rest and peace with God,- Where do we stand today? Hearkening to the voice of God, — Obedient to His will, Or yielding to the tempter's wiles, The lusts of sin to fill? Walking with the saints of God Who sing Redemption's song? Or following the thoughtless crowd Who to the world belong? Traveling on the narrow way That leads us home to God, Or rushing heedlessly along The broad and downward road? Laying up real treasures that Will prove a heavenly gain, Or toiling to accumulate Mere worldly riches, vain? Striving now to win the crown 'Whose glory is for aye? Or caring only for the things That quickly pass away? Trusting in the spotless Lamb Of God, for sinners slain? ^2 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Or trying by self-righteous works Salvation's gift to gain? Following peace with all men here — A 'blameless, holy life? Or seeking 'but our selfish good In envious deeds of strife? Rejoicing that the Book of Life Contains our humble name, Or craving for the world's, applause- The fleeting bauble, fame? Knowing that our Savior has Prepared for us a home? Or, doubting all His promises,— What is our final doom? WISDOM Come, let us follow wisdom's ways; In her right hand is length of days ; Her ways alone are pleasant ways, "And all her paths are peace." Who will direct an erring soul To find true wisdom's blissful goal. Where righteousness may sin control, And unbelief shall cease? To God, whose wisdom can discern The thoughts of men, let sinners turn Their hearts and minds, that they may learn To heed whate'er He says, POETICAL MEDITATIONS 73 The truly wise will fear the Lord, The Holy One, to be adored, And learn in meekness, by His Word, To follow wisdom's ways. The source of all that's good and true. He is the Fount of wisdom too Whence freely cometh life anew To save a fallen race. Mere human wisdom but deceives. While he who truly Christ receives, A trusting heart to Jesus gives, That he may live by grace. True wisdom cometh from above, First pure, then gentle, filled with love; Its all-pervading power will prove From whence it had its rise. Base things, which men have laughed to scorn, Yea, foolish things, in weakness born, God's saving grace can so adorn As to confound the wise. Should e'en the humblest mortal find, By faith, the Savior of mankind, He'll soon outstrip and leave behind The sage who Christ denies. An eye of faith will oft perceive Deep mysteries, which would deceive 74 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Philosophers, v/ho disbelieve The truth that never dies. Where shall we find a being wise, Infallible, beyond surmise? The Lord, whom many now despise — He only merits praise. If kings and rulers now would stand, They, too, must heed His guiding hand : Prosperity will crown their land That follows wisdom's ways. A BIBLE LESSON The Lord with his disciples twelve, Upon a mountain high Was seated, and great multitudes Of people gathered nigh. The people came because they saw Christ's miracles were great; Far from their homes they followed him, Until the eve grew late. The Savior with compassion looked Upon the multitude, Then unto his disciples said That they should give them food. Now all the food that was near by Was carried by a lad : POETICAL MEDITATIONS 75 Five barley loaves, — two fishes small — And this was all they had. Yet 'twas enough ; for Jesus, filled With power from above, First bade the men be seated all, Then taking up each loaf. He blessed and break, and gave to all From His unfailing store; — Five thousand men he fed therewith — Twelve baskets full left o'er! And thus we see, the little which An humble lad had brought, Was by Christ glorious might into Good food for thousands wrought ! Dear children, you who this may read, Hereby you all may see, How even in His wondrous work "A lad" could useful be. 'Tis ever thus; the Lord has work For every one to do; Think not because you may be young He has no need of you. You may not always understand, Still patiently obey; — nris sweet to labor for the Lord, We know he will repay. '^(y POETICAL MEDITATIONS THE LOVE OF GOD As manifested in Nature All Nature declares there reigneth above A Maker all-wise who ruleth in love. His love is expressed in ev'ry wise plan That tends to promote the welfare of man. Man's evident place in the world, designed In wisdom supreme, by infinite Mind, In love to preside, a God-given soul. All creatures beneath his station control. As taught in the Bible We read of God's love in the Book that He gave. How Jesus was sent the sinner to save; To die in our stead — sin's penalty pay — Lost souls to redeem and open the way That man could again to Him be restored And live evermore in the joy of his Lord. \ As Experienced by the Christian ^ Oh happy estate ! now fully restored | To fellowship and communion with God; | From the power of sin and Satan set free, ''I Constrained by thy love we labor for thee. j, Rejoicing in thee, our Savior and King, | With grateful hosannas thy praises we sing. Though life in this world still has its alloys, Earth's trials prepare for heavenly joys. 1905. POETICAL MEDITATIONS tj GOD SO LOVED John 3:16 God so loved His own creation That He laid Salvation's plan Even from the world's foundation, Ere the earth was formed for man: Knowing how the tempter, Satan, Here His crowning work would mar, And through sin and condemnation From His holy presence bar. God so loved the world of sinners That He gave His only Son To redeem and save from judgment, — He can save and He alone. He can save the vilest sinner That accepts His work of love : Bless his soul with life eternal, And his guilty stains remove. God so loved that He permitted Wicked men to crucify His own Son for sin's atonement — For the guilty sinner die. As a gift Salvation's given To the poor, sin-burdened soul Who repents and seeks forgiveness That his heart may be made whole. fS POETICAL MEDITATIONS Cod so loved, — ^His goodness leadeth To repentance, faith and love; And by willing, humble service We our faith and love may prove. Love divine, and deep compassion Moved the heart of God to give Unto us a loving Savior That we might repent and live. 'God so loved that He established And prepared a home for all Who have found His great salvation And obey the Gospel call: — Mansions in celestial glory Where no evil thing can come, Where with holy saints and angels We may dwell in peace at home. God so loved and made provision That His love might be made known So that we in turn could love him, And become His very own. ( He through Jesus manifested I All the wonders of His love; 'We in Jesus safe abiding, Now await that home above. God so loved and keeps on loving While eternity endures. He has saved and He will keep us, i And His Word for us assures POETICAL MEDITATIONS 7g Joy in all its precious fulness; Peace that like a river flows; Everlasting streams of gladness; Rest that no disturbance knows. 1916. LOOK UP Look up, my weary brother, Away from sin and strife; Let not your heart's affections Rest in this fleeting life. All earthly things must perish, Life's treasures pass away: Look up ! the Master calls thee To realms of endless day. Look up beyond the glitter Of this false world's affairs; Beyond life's dark confusion, And self's deceitful snares. This world may reel and totter. There's rest and peace above: God's own eternal heaven. Of never-dying love. Look up ! life's rugged ladder, So steep and hard to climb, Will bring you to the borders Of Beulah land sublime. 8o POETICAL MEDITATIONS Beneath you loathsome demons Are tempting you to fall; Above you holy angels In tones of pity call. Look up, be not discouraged: The bow of promise bright Appears against a background Of clouds as dark as night. 'But if with downcast vision 'We grope for earthly things, The bow that spans the heavens For us no comfort brings. Look up, a silvery lining Adorns the darkest clouds; Beyond the mist of doubting That now your life enshrouds : The star of hope is shining, And cloudless are the skies: Look up ! and then press onward To win the glorious prize. Wealth, fame, grief, joy and sorrow,- All transient things of earth, Shall be exchanged for treasures Of more enduring worth. Look up, my Christian brother, Soon we shall cease to roam; Christ waiting stands to welcome The weary wanderer home. 1885. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 8i LOOK UP AND LIVE How many things around us here, Amid life's ever changing scenes; Things that we see and that we hear, That fill our minds and are the means Of lifting into higher light, Or dark'ning more with Error's blight. -False views of life distort the mind, Subvert the powers of the soul. And men, to their 'best interests blind, Lose life's appointed heavenly goal. Through misdirected energy Men lose their highest destiny. Mere worldly pleasures oft allure, Or gold's false glitter blinds our eyes. Until we fail to see the pure And nobler things in higher skies; Thus vain and sordid things of earth Engulf a life of heavenly birth. Shall we with muck-rake in our hands Note all the filth and trash below? Or shall we, heeding heaven's demands. Seek food whereby our souls may grow? To what shall we attention give — Look down and die? Look up and live? 82 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Oh, may our eyes the good and true And beautiful in life behold, And daily gain a fairer view Of things more precious far then gold; Absorbing virtue from above, Increase in Faith and Hope and Love. LIFE'S PURPOSE "I live for those who love me," For those who hate me too; For the smiles and frowns that greet me Because I dare to do The right as God reveals it Unto my soul each day, While striving still to follow The Savior all the way. To live without a purpose Would be a living death, — Dishonoring my Savior With each life-giving breath. The grandest, noblest purpose — To heed the heavenly call, And follow only Jesus 'Who gave His life for all. He left the joys of heaven His enemies to save; His blood He shed to purchase What we by grace may have; POETICAL MEDITATIONS 83 To point the way to heaven His mission was to live : His death brought life immortal To all who will believe. To follow in His footsteps And heed no other guide; To live by His example, Whatever may betide, Means to possess His spirit And tender love, and then, In humble self-denial To serve our fellow-men. Lord, for the good of others My life to thee I'd give, Since even here 'tis better To give than to receive. Then help us to be faithful, Constrained by love alone, Whate'er our work, be ready For thy sweet words, "Well done." TO EVERY MAN HIS WORK Luke 13:34. Lo, by the wise 'behest of heaven To every man his work is given. A work assigned to every one To be fulfilled, or left undone— To every man his work. 84 POETICAL MEDITATIONS A sacred trust hath every heart; Each in life's drama acts a part; A work for every one to do — Some worthy object to pursue — To every man his work. The work that God points out to me I may not shirk and leave for thee. Thy work God knoweth ; from thy hand Account thereof He will demand, — To every man his work. However humble be thy lot; Wealthy or poor, it matters not; Whate'er thy name, where'er thou art, God calls to thee, "Act well thy part" — To every man his work. In Church or State; at home, abroad, All are accountable to God. He placed us here to help fulfill His grand design, — obey His will, — To every man his work. So every one account must give Of his own deeds. We all receive A talent which we may improve While on life's busy stage we move — To every man his work. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 85 To each the call, "Take up thy cross," — A great reward, — a fearful loss ; Which shall it be at that great day When earthly scenes have passed away? To every man his pay! CHRISTIAN PERSEVERANCE To confess our Lord and Savior Is a step upon the road That will lead to heav'nly mansions In the city of our God. But that happy destination Lies not at the entrance here, — It is found by faithful pilgrims — Those who daily persevere. Christian zeal and perseverance Must be welded into one By the love which God the Father Sheds upon us through His Son: Thus we may endure in patience, And our joy may be complete. While we learn life's needful lessons At the blessed Savior's feet. Taking up the cross which Jesus Tells us now in love to bear, 86 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Means a life of self-denial Every day and everywhere: Seeking first the heavenly kingdom, Faithful, steadfast, ever true, Knowing that our Lord is able To protect and keep us, too. To profess to live for Jesus Means to live for Him each day: Means a life that's consecrated In whate'er we do or say: — Step ;by step to walk with Jesus, Never faltering by the way. Till we reach the heavenly city In the light of endless day. 1903. WORK AND WAIT The sower when 'his seed is sown Must wait full many a night and day Ere he can reap the golden sheaves. And for his toil receive his pay. With hopeful heart he scatters first The precious seed upon his fields, Then waits, — and after many days A rich reward his labor yields. 'What if the sower's faith should fail? By giving way to doubts and fears. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 87 Should greedily withhold the seed Because no quick result appears? Or having sown, refuse to wait The gradual growths from day to day, Until the gladsome harvest time, But reap his fields in 'blooming May? Oh, what a folly, do you say? And yet how oft are we inclined To yield to silly doubts and fears, And cease to work with willing mind. Or, having done our Master's work, Because no quick result appears. Our faithless hearts refuse to wait. — We murmur and repine in tears. The noblest work that we can do Earns not for us a home above ; They also serve who stand and wait, — Whose hearts repose in faith and love. A restful faith at Jesus' feet His smile of sweet approval finds, Whilst self-imposed and toilsome care The soul to earth's corruption binds. But 'tis a glorious privilege To labor for our Master here Whilst waiting for the promises Of rest beyond this earthly sphere; — A land of love, that better land — A never-ceasing blissful state; POETICAL MEDITATIONS Then faint not, O ye weary ones, But learn to labor and to wait. GOD OWNS ALL THINGS How prone we are to call the many things our own Which God has kindly lent us for our use: Forgetting that we're wholly on His bounty thrown, We oft His higher claims and rights abuse. God owns all things, and as He spreads His gifts around Each crowds and struggles for the largest sliare, Unmindful that the weaker ones are trodden down. Or that the poor are robbed beyond repair. I To God in truth belongs the wealth of land and sea; He causes all ,'Earth's fields to yield their store. The treasures of the mine and deep are His, while we As suppliants for a pittance must implore. God owns all things. Yea, man is but a tenant here. And cannot truly own a rood of soil. The pauper's portion with the millionaire Is food and clothing gained by care or toil. Earth's riches are but ours to hold in trust Until the Master calleth for the same: POETICAL MEDITATIONS 89 To use 'but not to heap where moth and rust Will witness 'gainst the faithless steward's name. God owns all things and none are rich but those who know The goodness, peace, and mercy of our Lord: Who've cast their cares on Him from whom all blessings flow, And live obedient to His Holy Word. Vain man ! When wilt thou cease to boast thyself as though Thy wealth were sure and thy possessions great? Thou dost not even own a breath of air, and lo. In one short hour may vanish thy estate. God owns all things. 'Tis folly then for mortal man To place his trust in things that pass away; Far better yield obedience to Jehovah's plan, And recognize the rightful Owner's sway. O tyrant man! Why still thy fellow man enslave. Usurping powers that are not thine to hold.^ God will require of thee the precious soul He gave, How sad if then that soul for power was sold! God owns all things. — O civil magistrates refrain From causing needless suffering in your land; Nor prostitute your lawful power for selfis'h gain If you before the throne of God would stand. 90 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Self-righteous man, when wilt thou cease to cramp and bind The conscience of thy humble fellow man? Czars, popes, and priests who'd rule the souls of men will find That faith in God survives a human ban. God owns all things. — Each child of God belongs to Him Who gave it life and guides it on t'he way: Though they may flee before their persecutors grim God will sustain and keep them safe alway. The talent that has been entrusted to our care Do we improve the same from day to day? Or murmur we because perhaps a larger share Was given to a friend across the way? God owns all things. — This truth should be more widely known, And for His gifts more grateful should we be: Be faithful stewards that when He calleth for His own It then may be returned with usury. 1875. I Cor. 3:21,22. Accepted as the Bride of Christ, God's Son, we see All things through Him to us are given too: The Present and the Future — all eternity — Belongs to those who are God's children true. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 91 Joint-heirs with Christ, yes, members of God*s family ! How wonderful, how strange, and yet how true: All things are ours: for while our Father's love abides His bounty will supply us day by day ; And mansions in His glorious kingdom Christ pro- vides When transitory things have passed away. 1916. 'BY FAITH YE STAND" (H Cor. 1 :24.) The just shall live By faith ; and without faith no man can ever Please Him who holdeth in His hands the issues Of Life and Death. Who measures out the present And the future, not in reward for actions Transient, but as an Allwise Judge who seeth And comprehendcth all the inner motives That rule the outer life. By faith they stand Who throug^h the cleansing 'blood of Christ their Savior Hay€ fouttd their souli' salvation, full and com- plete. No longer have they need of glittering armor; No more do they rely on human prowess; 92 POETICAL MEDITATIONS No vile and bloody engine of destruction Is worthy of their trust. They now detest All heathen means and low barbarous customs Descended through the darkened lapse of ages, And even yet accepted by all nations, Which cause vain man to place his trust in armies, In ranks of mortals trained for human slaughter; In ships of war, in frowning walls and cannon; In many fearful engines of destruction As though they were his gods! Shall we be found 'Mong those who trust in human power, Setting aside the claims of Him who sayeth, ''Vengeance is mine; I will repay," — as rebels Refuse to listen to the will of heaven ; E'en trample under foot the words of Jesus, And close our hearts against His Holy Spirit, And stain our hands with human blood? Not such, O Lord, have been thy wise instructions To those who seek to follow in thy footsteps. Then lift your eyes, O faithless generation. And mark the words of ancient holy prophets Is not earth's peaceful age of which they've spoken Well nigh at hand? Was jt in vain Christ suffered Man to redeem that here might be accomplished The will of God e'en as 'tis done in. heaven? POETICAL MEDITATIONS 93 < Kind reader search And ponder well the many pure ensamples Recorded by Christ's own devout apostles, And tell me then what is the Christian's refuge When foes arise and fearful dangers threaten? Can he repose his confidence in armies, Or place his trust in skillful men's devices, Ignore God's will and all that's pure and lovely, 'Giving full scope to all his baser passions. That he may slay his enemies in battle E'en as the God-less heathen do? 'Tis founded not — This doctrine pure of Christ-like non-resistance, On cold indifference to the claims of justice, But on the fact that there is One above us, A righteous Judge, Divine, All-wise, All-knowing, Whose honor's pledged to see that perfect justice In His own time is meted out to every one. God's children here are not left unprotected Since heaven itself stands ready to defend them. No more can they depend on carnal weapons, Nor have they need of warlike preparations. For mightier are the weapons of their warfare Throug^h God, their sole and never-failing refuge: Demolishing the strongholds of all evil. And bringing to subjection every passion Till every thought shall render due obedience To Christ the Holy One. 94 POETICAL MEDITATIONS CHRISTIANITY REQUIRES PEACE*^ God's Holy prophets long foretold That cruel wars must cease — That Christ the Shep'herd for his fold, 'Would bring a reign of peace : When men would walk in the light of the Lord, And no more desire to life up the sword : When none need quake at the fierce battle's roar, For nations should not learn war any more, But follow the paths of peace. List to the song of Bethlehem, The joyful sound prolong; Lo! "On earth peace, good will toward men,'' This was the angel's song. When the Prince of Peace, our Savior was 'born,. To proclaim that peaceable kingdom's morn. The gospel of peace He freely revealed, Yea, with His own blood His Testament sealed. To redeem the world from wrong. What were the doctrines He did preach? What saith His holy Word? ♦This poem was written while the author was a "shut- in" invalid. He was unable even to sit up in his bed* while writing, and for three years unable to walk: across his room. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 95 Did Jesus His disciples teach To wield the hloady sword? O no; but he said they should bless and love Their enemies, and be harmless as doves. Christ, lowly in heart, meek, merciful, kind. Left none but gracious examples behind: — So we should follow the Lord. No law of peace you'll find so good, Seardhing the wide world through, As, Do to others as you would That they should do to you. All those who will search the Scriptures can see, That true disciples we never can be, Unless we possess Christ's Spirit which leads Us now to repay men's evil deeds, With deeds that are good and true. He came to save the lives of men, Then why should we destroy? When men accept Christ's Spirit, then They'll find true peace and joy. He told His disciples to "Put up the sword," He taught by his deeds as well as his word. The Author of peace — he taught us to pray For our enemies too, but not to slay, — To forgive and not destroy. Mow can men be so blind in this Clear peaceful gospel light. 96 POETICAL MEDITATIONS As to believe and say, It is The Christian's legal right To forge the instruments of carnal strife, And learn the fiendish art of taking life! With sword and gun join in the mad aff ray- To kill his fellow men in every way — May God save us from this sight! Come, blessed time, seen from afar By holy seers of old, When none shall sanction deeds of war Within the Christian fold. Oh, When shall appear the glorious day, When carnage and strife shall have passed away?' When all men on earth love the Prince of peace,.. And obey his Gospel — then wars will cease, 'Tis the hope we firmly hold. Lord, cleanse us now from every thought Of violence and strife; Help us to serve thee as we ought, And live a peaceful life. We pray t'hee to cause all rulers and kings To humble themselves, and follow the things That cherish sweet peace :^to obey thy word;: Forever to stay the murderous sword. And cease from carnal strife. 1874. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 97 "SWEAR NOT AT ALL" ''Swear not at all." Thus taught the Son Of God, the pure and holy One, Whose words with truth are ever rife; Who for a ransom gave His life — Man to restore from Adam's fall — Yes, Jesus said, "Swear not at all." "Swear not at all." In times of old Before Christ came truth to unfold. Oaths were allowed, and men would bind Themselves with solemn vows to find Their perjured souls could not o'bey, But Jesus taught a better way : Swear not at all, whate'er you do, Oaths cannot make your words more true. Speak words of promise with a "y^^>" And when denying answer, "nay;" But keep your lips from words profane, They come of evil and are vain. "Swear not at all," said Christ, and James, His true disciple, too, proclaims The same divine command, for, see, "Above all things swear not," said he. — And are not here forbidden both The statesman's and t'he ruffian's oath? 98 POETICAL MEDITATIONS "Swear not at all" includes all kinds Of oaths, and how the swearer finds A way to reconcile his word With these plain teachings of our Lord I know not, for to great and small Comes ttiis command, "Swear not at all." ''Swear not at all." Then while we live O let us due obedience give To this command, so firm and plain. No "legal oaths" or words profane From Christian lips should ever fall Since Jesus said, "Swear not at all." COUNT THE BLESSINGS Count the blessings, count the 'blessings That are sent thee from above ; Pass not lightly o'er thy comforts ; Notice every gift of love. Mark each lovely, green oasis Strewn along life's desert way; Do not 'borrow future sorrow: Count the blessings of today. See t'he many scenes of beauty Spread around thee everywhere: Fruitful plains, majestic mountains, All do show the Master's care. Luscious fruits and cooling fountains Ready for the wants of man: POETICAL MEDITATIONS 9^ Count the blessings all around fhee, — Canst thou all their numbers scan: Think of all the untold blessings Clustered round our homes today; Think of friends and precious kindred Sent to cheer us on our way. And though earthly ties be broken, .••-j And our fondest hopes decay, ♦ •-' Count them blessings, hearts to soften^ Leading us from earth away. 'Tis the humble Christian's duty J To proclaim the gifts of God; And to thank the blessed Giver Though He send the chastening rod : For our trials, too, are blessings — Richest blessings in disguise — Then cheer up, my weary brother, And no longer droop thine eyes ! Let us note each daily blessing; Thus we may each other cheer While upon our upward journey, Until Caanan's shores appear. Count the blessings, count the blessings; Garner up the precious store. And we'll find we have good reasons To rejoice for evermore! 1873. 100 POETICAL MEDITATIONS FEET WASHING* (Spiritual Signification of the Ordinance) All ordinances have their place, Yet outward form alone Can never bring true happiness, Nor for mistakes atone. The substance we must truly first discern Ere we can fully from the shadow turn, — The meaning of Christ's solemn question learn : "Know ye what I have done?" What does it mean to us today? What do we find therein? A foot-sore brother needs our help — Where should our work begin? The outward washing deeper things implieth, — Truth sanctifies and he that truth denieth Can have no part with Him whose blood supplieth The remedy for sin. See how the Highest One could stoop The lowliest task to do ; *The writer believes that every religious ordinance has a spiritual signification. The disciples certainly knew that their Lord and Master had washed their feet, (literally), yet He questioned their understanding of the meaning of that washing: "Know ye what I have done to you?" And in concluding His explana- tions and instructions, He said, "If ye know these things" (the things I have taught you) "happy are ye if ye do them." POETICAL MEDITATIONS loi The Master fill the servant's place To teach a lesson true: No useful work nor hum'ble service can Degrade the life of any Christian man; Caste has no place in heaven's perfect plan, — Where Love makes all things new^. Our Lord and Master said that we Should wash each other's feet. The "natural man" may not perceive Herein the truth complete. Yet Jesus' words with truth are overflowing, And lessons pure and warm therein are glowing — *^Go cultivate the seeds I have been sowing — Wash one another's feet." The sinful soul must first be washed In Jesus' precious blood Ere he can claim the Christian's name — Be reconciled with God. He that is washed is clean then altogether, And needeth but to wash his feet which, gather, While trav'ling here, impurities which smother That which is pure and good. The fields that lie along our path Grow tares as well as wheat. And traces of the evil one At every step we meet ; *Mong pits and snares our journey oft requires Stern vigilance, and oft the pilgrim tires 102 POETICAL MEDITATIONS By reason of the many rocks and briars That wound his way-worn feet. The Lord hath washed my sins away And cleansed my heart, I know; Should I deny this truth, I must Deny my Savior too; Yet while I try to shun the paths of evil My feet are liable to slip ; the devil At times doth cause me to be rude, uncivil — What, brother, shall I do? I would not travel here alone, For fellowship is sweet; The roads are roug^h and oft I find My steps are indiscreet ; But if I stumble in thy sight, — O brother, Go not straightway and tell it to another, But come to me and be in truth a brother; O come and wash my feet! Our blessed Savior said that we Should wash each other's feet. Thus we should help each other here To do that which is meet. None faultless are, but wliile we seek perfection, Let none secrete their ways from truth's inspection, Nor e'er despise a brother's mild correction. But wash each other's feet. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 103 CHRISTMAS TIME Time in its unceasing rounds Brings again the sights and sounds To our minds, which long ago Filled men's hearts with joy or woe; And as every season brings To our mem'ry former things, Holiest thoughts — themes most sublime Are reserved for Christmas time. ^'Merry Christmas," now we hear Spoken from the heart to cheer Every heart th-at gladly sings W'hat the old, old story brings : How the angel voices sweet Filled the air with joy complete When the Holy Child was given To prepare our souls for heaven. More than eighteen hundred years With their streams of bitter tears Fail to dim the truth which then Brought sweet peace, — good will to men. *'Peace on earth;" God willed it so; Peace to all the world below: Unto us His Son was given, Bringing peace and joy from heaven. 104 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Holy prop'hets who of old The advent of Christ foretold Bade mankind with joy to sing Praises to the coming King. How much more should we today ,- Walking in Salvation's way — Bid all nations, every clime, To rejoice in "Christmas time." ^te ftof)ltd)e ^otfdjnfh „Srreben aiif ©rbcn!" iDoI)I moditen bie @ngel ©i(f) freuen unb ftngen aU btcfe.§ gcfrf^a^; ©ie froI)Ii(^fle 33otf(^aft bie je tear gef^rod)en SSar eilenb berfiinbigt mit §alleliij[a! ,,Srieben auf ©rbert!" — o! felige ©tunben: ^alb fatten bie §trten ha§> ^inblein gefitnben Sn SKinbeIn getDidtelt — in ^ernut befletbet, Sm ^ri^^elein liegen, mit ©ottl^eit Berettet. ^grteben auf ©rbenl" — ber ^etlanb gefommen ©etn 3SoIf gu erlofen bon ©iinb' unb bom %ob; 3u reintgen aUe bie red^t gu il^n fommen, Unb fie 3u befreien bon ©djmeraen unb 92ot. „Srxeben auf ©rben!" ©ein teuereS Seben, S)ie SBelt gu eriofen, l^at S^fuS gegeBen: — Um un§> 3u betoal^ren, mit ©atan geftritten, — Hm un§ au erf^aren, am ^reuge gelitten! POETICAL MEDITATIONS 105 „Sneben Quf ©rben^" — er ift ^lufcrftanben, ©etn Seiben ift iiber, fcin SSerf ift geton; S)er giirft alter giirften, cr !)at iibertDunben; Sa er Ifiat gebffnet bte I)immlti(^e 33a!)n. „grteben ouf ©rben!" nun laffet un§ fingen, 2)ie frof)Iic^e SSorte, laffet fie flingen Sn aEe SSelt Orten, bei ^ag unb bet dladjt, ®enn ©^riftu§ fein gndbigeg SSer! 1:)at tioEbrac^t! „Srieben auf ©rben!" — er ift ^tufgefaliren, Hnb fi^et aU ^onig auf'm f)imntlifd)en X^von; @ott ^at if)m gegeben ben l^errlidjften 9^amen, S)enn er ift fein treuer unb eingiger ©ol^n. „Srieben auf ©rben!" fein SSort ift gefd^rteben, Unb felig biejen'ige ibie fidt) barin iilben. 3ule^t f)at ber §err and} ben Crofter gefenbet - 3u trbften ein jeber ber'§ ^erg gu xi)m tvexxbtt. SSir toeifen fein 3SilIen, — ber SSeg ift bereit, ^omnxt lafet un§ S&ttt folgen gur etoigen greub! NEW YEAR REFLECTIONS Another year is left behind; Another twelve-month ended; Entrusted to our care a while But it was only lended. Did we with care the past improve, Or did we mar its beauty? io6 POETICAL MEDITATIONS 'Say, did we shirk the Master's work, Or did we do our duty? Our actions in the Book of time Indelibly are recorded ; What the result, — our works, should they Be punished or rewarded? The past can no more be recalled ; — Each in the present liveth ; The Future's in the hands of Him Who justest verdict giveth. The lesson of the Past is this: Here we have tribulation If we would stand then we must wear The helmet of salvation. Waste not our precious days and years Merely in things external, But heed the words of faithful Paul, "Lay hold on life eternal." Then we can praise our Savior still, — Be joyful e'en in sorrow; Not fearing what the Future brings, — God careth for the morrow: Forget those things that are behind, The present Heaven sendeth; Press on until we reach the goal, — A year that never endeth. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 107 OUR HEAVENLY HOME Our earthly life how incomplete ! We daily part no more to meet Our nearest, dearest friends below; We form sweet friendships; then, alas, To other scenes we quickly pass. And other faces learn to know. What joy to meet true friends of yore; But soon we part to meet no more In this our weary pilgrimage. Companionships we deemed most true Dissolve and quickly fade from view, — Alone the wars of life we wage. Dear ones whose hearts are knit to ours, Who've stood by us in darkest hours, Who've shared our ev'ry joy and pain, By death are rudely snatched away — Vain all our tears — they cannot stay, Where are they now? we seek in vain. A few more days or years at most Then all the good of w'hich we boast In earth-life's strange uncertain race. Is left behind, — we pass away Like grass that withers in a day. While others haste to take our place. io8 POETICAL MEDITATIONS And is this all of life there is? Is man's grand destiny in this Chaotic term of broken parts? Must pure affection's sweetest ties A spectre prove to tantalize And blast the hopes of trusting hearts? S Ah no; thank God, that blissful shore, Where loved ones meet to part no more, Is not a poet's idle dream! — Beyond this life of sighs and tears A home of endless joy appears — Life's source itself, a crystal stream. i There endless joy and bliss complete Are realized by those who meet Around God's throne to sing His praise; There all whom Christ has cleansed and freed From every sinful thought and deed Will meet and happy be always. Then shall life's mysteries be revealed, And many things to us now sealed Made plain in heav'n's eternal day. With thankful hearts we then shall know Our sorest trials here below Were sent to teach God's perfect way. True saints in glory there shall reign, And friends long parted meet again POETICAL MEDITATIONS lo? To live in love and rest in peace. There none shall feel or see a tear; There every thought of grief or fear Is lost in joys that never cease. O ! blessed hope — Christ's loved ones all Shall meet in peace — no party v^all Can be erected on that shore. With Jesus there v^^e'll be at home Where pain and sickness never come, And death is banished evermore. Sv^eet heavenly home, prepared for all Who now accept the Savior's call, And live c^bedient to God's v^ord. O glorious thought, from death to rise On angel v^ings to mount the skies And be forever with the Lord! PASSING ON Upon Life's stage we enter one by one, To take the place of others who've passed on To other fields of labor, or to find Things hidden from the finite human mind, Beyond the veil that hides the Future's face, From whence no traveler may his steps retrace. The Past was theirs, the Present is our own; We live, but not unto ourselves alone, no POETICAL MEDITATIONS For others all around us come and go Whose lives we ever touch for weal or woe; We meet, we act, and then we, too, pass on — We meet and then pass on. In memory's secret chambers, held in store, Are treasures rare o'er which our minds oft pore; Remembrances of those our hearts hold dear, Whose forms no more before our eyes appear, Since they've passed on to that vast unknown bourne From whence no traveler ever may return. Brief was their stay, their earthly race is run; Bequeathed to us the work Which they've begun; The burdens they have laid aside are ours ; We take their place a few short days or hours To labor in the Present time — ^the Past is gone — And then we, too, pass on. Pass on to where? What is our destiny? And what our portion in eternity? Is life a dream, and may we never know .From whence we came and whither we shall go? lS[o, Life is real, and faith in things divine Heav'ns light reveals — d. radiant light to shine -Along our way, (dispelling doubts and fears,) Which brighter grows with passing days and years. Until with joy we yield to those who come To take our place, since now we know at home, In heaven we'll meet beloved ones passed on, j\nd nevermore pass on. MISCELLANEOUS MISUNDERSTOOD Misunderstood? Your actions misconstrued? Your plainest words fail to convey Just what you mean and try to say? Discouraged quite, you now almost conclude To 'hold your peace and go your way? Misunderstood? Consider, friend; can you Always perceive what other men Would say to you by voice or pen? And when you would their sentiments review,. Rightly repeat the "same again ? Misunderstood? Earth's only perfect Man^. Who taught by words and actions too. Was crucified because so few Could understand : men failed to see the plarr And purpose that He had in view. i How true it is, we only "know in part." But what we know of truth and rig^t We must declare as in God's sight, Let come w'hat will ; the honest, upright heart Dare not conceal its highest light. 1915. 112 POETICAL MEDITATIONS OPPOSED TO EDUCATION Opposed to education? You know not what you say. You call t'hat education Which leads some minds astray Where skepticism welcomes The "higher critic's" blight, And men seek ease of conscience By shutting out the light ! A puffing up with knowledge Is not to educate: An empty bag looks bigger If wind its folds inflate. No, education proper Is not a filling in, 'Much more a growth and training Of faculties within. To educate the muscles Develops working power And skillful manual laborers Are needed every hour. The physical unguided By mental powers trained Is but a brutal menace Of evil unrestrained. And mental education. Legitimate and real. POETICAL MEDITATIONS iij Must likewise still be subject To heaven's higher ideal : The lower to the higher Must ever yield control To gain true peace and order 'Tween body, mind, and soul. Thus harmony established The faculties of man Can work in sweet accordance With heaven's perfect plan. Hence education proper Can only be complete When all our gifts and talents Creation's purpose meet. Opposed to education? Ah, no; but you may be Opposed to your conception — To what your mind can see. Then educate your talents, And gain a 'broader view, — Be able to distinguish Between the false and true. S^tember 2, 1915. 114 POETICAL MEDITATIONS WAR War; who can tell in language plain Just what it is and does and how Those who engage therein can prove Themselves as fully justified; Or reasons give that satisfy The logical, unbiased mind, When all the evidence is giv'n, Both pro and con? The school hoy sees How veterans of former wars Are praised and lauded to the skies. And in the hooks that help to mold His plastic mind for good or ill. He reads how men in former days Won great renown on bloody fields Of war by slaying fellow men; Yea, history's pages honoring those Whose hands were stained with human blood Far more than godly men who lived To bless and save their fellow men From sin and all its miseries. The young man sees A gorgeous picture on the wall With glowing and seductive words Portraying army life: A life of ease. Freed from restraints and cares of home; With rations fine and steady pay; POETICAL MEDITATIONS 115 Tfomotion sure with 'honors great. Encamped with jolly comrades now, Then roving over lands and seas To see the world without expense Clad in fine raiment that commands Respect from all he meets. Perchance he sees A grand procession on the street With silken banners waving high .And glittering weapons proudly borne By stalwart soldiers keeping step To martial music's siren call — To piercing fife and rattling drum That fill the air, and thrill the soul; Deluding" youthful eyes and ears With wild appeals to honors great Of valor and renown. These things serve as a mask To hide the hideous face of war : As artful snares or subtle schemes To blind the noble and the brave Until they yield themselves as slaves To serve the god of war; as willing slaves To serve the cruel god of war. From whence come wars? From evil passions in the heart; From lust of power; from greed of gain; .From pride that will not brook restraint; ii6 POETICAL MEDITATIONS From jealousy; from hatred vile That seeks revenge for fancied wrongs^ And scorns submission to a just And righteous Judge. Where national life is honey-combed And weakened by these germs of death, A tiny spark will quickly spread Into a roaring holocaust. War's fever strikes officials high And courses through the nation's veins; Crowned rulers lightly cast aside The solemn treaties they have made To honor and respect the rights Of other nations everywhere. Yea, sacred pledges now are but As "paper scraps" flung to the wind. A call goes forth, 'To arms ! to arms ! Arise, defend the fatherland!" A change comes o'er the soldier's dreams; No more his life a dress parade; His manhood sold — war's dupes and slaves A million strong are hurled against Another nation's millions who Likewise, defend their fatherland. All fight to save their fatherland ! Now heaven's command, *Thou shalt not kill,**' Becomes a "scrap of paper" too; All Christian virtues must be crushed; The sense of right and wrong ignored, And Love replaced by Hate. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 117 With such conditions, how Shall mortal man describe the scene Or pen portray the hellish work On battle fields where cannons pour A metal hail that mows the ranks Of thousands in a moment's time; Where bursting shells rend earth and sky And fast repeating rifles hurl Death-dealing missiles everywhere, Until the ground is thickly strewn With mangled human forms ; Yea heaps on heaps The dead and wounded mingled lie, While shrieks and groans of dying men Find echo in their far-off homes In widow's moans and orphans' wails With none to comfort or console. O horrid monster War ! In vain would we enumerate The crimes committed in thy name. Satan himself could scarcely boast Infernal schemes of wider range: Thy dreadful dreadnaughts threaten all Who dare oppose them on the seas; 'Neath ocean waves and in the air As well as on the fruitful land Thy instruments of death combine To ruin and destroy the works Of peace and smiling industry. Cathedrals built to worship God Cannot escape thy wrath. The homes ii8 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Of poverty and wealth alike With fire and sword ithou dost assail. Disease and death thy handmaids are, And famine follows in thy wake. Whate'er the ravages of war, Or whence the victor's shouts may rise, How diverse the effect must be In spiritual realms w'here all the powers Of good and evil stand unmixed, Each by itself eternally; While heaven's holy angels weep Hell's demons dance in ghoulish glee! From war, Lord, save us evermore! Jan., 1915. RIGHT TRIUMPHANT* "This world is growing worse," you say; "It's wickedness hath frightful grown; The good old days have passed away, The evil days are coming on." Some say 'tis worse than e'er before! For man a curse must be in store! Please hold, my friends, your words mislead. Reflect a moment — for 'tis plain, *The writer does not claim to understand all "unfulfilled prophecy;" and he does not pretend to be able to explain just how and when the "Millennium" will be brought about; but he does believe that all the promises in God's Word will some time and in some way be literally fulfilled. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 119 If what you say is true indeed Then Christ our Savior died in vain : Man to reclaim and save from sin Christ Jesus came — can He not win? God loved the world and gave His Son To save mankind from sin and death; The work of grace long since begun Progresses still at every hreath. In God's own time earth shall be freed From every crime and sinful deed. You say the world increases more In wickedness and fearful crimes; Look back, my friends, to days of yore, Compare our own with former times : Read hist'ry's page, for there 'tis shown No brighter age was ever known. Would you exchange our present days For those in which brave Stephen died? At once conform to Jewish ways Or else be stoned or crucified? Would you prefer old Jewish laws To modern courts with all their flaws? Would you give up your books and schools And live in ignorance as slaves? — Submit to bloody Nero's rules Or find in beasts of prey your graves? 120 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Which would you choose, Rome's ancient power Or freedom of the present hour? Again, would you go back to live In days when inquisitions throve, And at the stake be tburned alive Because the Christian faith you love? Or if to die you courage lack Your faith deny upon the rack? Or tell me, please, would you prefer * The "good old days" of feudal power When trials by fire "good customs" were, And every homestead reared its tower? When lands and laws were held by lords Who plead their cause with spears and swords ? And yet again, would you exchange Our present times for others when Dark superstitions — witchcraft strange — Formed the belief of many men? — When women were both hung and drown'd Although no crime in them was found? True, there are evils in our age Which all true Christians must deplore, 'Gainst which good men are called to wage A Christian warfare as of yore; POETICAL MEDITATIONS I2i But truth is strong and must prevail, — God's righteous purpose cannot fail. Immortal light is breaking throug'h Since Jesus' resurrection hour; Improved conditions here are due To our Redeemer's wondrous power. Whoever then denies the same His words defame the Savior's name. Not Evolution's utmost height Nor Culture's brightest aim Can Earth restore from Satan's blight Or man from sin reclaim. The Judge of all the Earth alone Knows when and how His work is done. Thoug'h Evil may predominate, Or for a time prevail, Good can await the ultimate. — God's triumph cannot fail : His over-ruling power can Bring praise e'en through the wrath of man. And truly grateful should we be That we are living in a time When men to worship God are free, Which proves the Gospel's march sublime: And onward still the ages run Till God's own will on earth is done. 122 POETICAL MEDITATIONS As we look back to ages past, And shudder at man's darkened days So men in future times will cast A look on our "enlightened ways," — Surprised indeed that Christians could In battle shed each other's blood! Each changing season nearer brings The blissful time which shall restore Our race from all its wanderings, Wihen feuds and wars shall be no more,- When Satan and his hosts are slain And Love sublime alone shall reign. Sectarian strife must be o'erthrown, — Religious controversies cease. One Shepherd and one flock alone Shall dwell upon the earth in peace. All nations fall before God's throne ; Earth's kingdoms all become His own ! WHAT IS TRUE GREATNESS? The world has pointed to her heartless conquerors, To those who ruined States themselves to ele- vate. Whose life-work formed a long and bloody list of wars, And praised their wicked deeds and called then? great. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 123 And shall we now, \Vho love the Blessed Prince of Peace, Look with indifference on this shameful wrone? Nor raise our voices 'till such misplaced praise shall cease, And deeds of blood be placed where they belong? 'Shall we bestow high honors on the sons of Mars Who plunge the world in anarchy and crime? The pure whose actions teach the world to cease from wars, They shall be honored to the end of time. No Alexander shall our hearty praises win, Nor do we covet bloody Caesar's fame; But those whose noble aim shall be to conquer sin, They only shall receive a glorious name. True greatness lieth not in killing fellow men; No ! let the world her verdict now unsay : The greatest One this world has ever seen — His mission was to save and not to slay. The truly great are those whose faith ne'er waxeth dim When trials come and Satan's wiles molest; Who murmur not but faithfully abide in Him, Who leads them on to victory and rest. 124 POETICAL MEDITATIONS The humble soul that can his brother's wrongs for- give, And follow still his Master's footsteps when Scorned and despised by those who for vainglory live, Deserves a name among the greatest men. i And no more shall we call that human being great 'Wthose glory is in 'battle men to slay. But holy men, whose hearts are free from sinful hate, Will find a name that cannot pass away. THE QUAKER MAIDEN'S LAMENT; or, THE CRUEL WORK OF WAR Founded on an incident that occurred in North Carolina during the American Civil War. The cruel work of War 'I never can forget, For life was bright and full of light 'Before my sun had set. But now I'm all alone. My life is full of fears, For I have here no mother dear To kiss away my tears. My father too is gone. He was so good and kind; POETICAL MEDITATIONS 125 He taught me to be kind and true, — God's holy Book to mind. And often he would read What Christ has said and done, — "Twas not His will that we should kill Or injure any one. But cruel soldiers came And bound my father dear They took him from our happy home, — Then all was dark and drear. When mother's sickness came The doctor could not save; The sexton said that she was laid Within a pauper's grave. The war is over now But father has not come ; The soldiers said that he was laid Within a coward's tomb. They say this wrong because Dear father would not fight : "Twas not his will at all to kill, — He meant to do the right. O have the soldiers then No holy Book to read, To teach them to be kind and true, And shun each cruel deed? You say they have the Book, — It can not toe the same ; 126 POETICAL MEDITATIONS They could not do war's deeds I knovr In Jesus' holy name! Dear Savior, take my hand; Keep, guide and comfort me. I know I am thy little lamb; O take me home to thee. And then no more alone An orphan sad I'll roam; With parents dear and angels fair I'll find a peaceful home. THE CHRISTIAN'S ONLY FOE; A Reply to Ernst Lissauer's "Hymn of Hate** (While the poem here referred to is generally known- as "Germany's Hymn of Hate," it would evidently be unjust to judge the whole German nation by the hasty expression of one individual, especially since we are told that the author himself now regrets that he wrote it. On the other hand, while we may not all be able to- make the sentiments embodied in "The Christians' Only Foe" our own, no one will deny that the ideal Church of Christ, judging by the teachings of the New Testa- ment and the example of the primitvie Christians, caoii never accept a lower standard.) Whatever your race or country may be We never shall act as your enemy. You may treat us well, you may treat us ill,. As your fellow men, we will love you still. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 127 War's cannon and swords we use them not — ■*^A kiss for a blow/* but never a shot ! As citizens of a heavenly state, We have but one and only hate. We love all men, we hate but one; We have one foe, and one alone. I ) "He's known to you all ; yes, known to you all ; Full of envy and rage, of craft and gall. Arch enemy of the whole human race, IHe is doomed to stand at God's judgment place. Come hear the word, repeat the word. Throughout the world let it be heard : We're pledged to fight our only foe. Author of sin, of strife and of woe. We love all men, we hate but one, We have one foe and one alone — Satan! 'His aim is the good and the pure to slay And capture the souls of men for his prey. 'Then listen, O people, wherever you stand, 'Whatever your language, nation or land : All men must fig'ht our common foe Or share his doom — eternal woe! Then figlit not men with bronze and steel — Let Cod His love in you reveal. ^We love all men, we hate but one; 'We have one foe and one alone — ^Satan ! 128 POETICAL MEDITATIONS O mortals of earth, by Satan betrayed Men rise against men, for 'battle arrayed. As murderous foes, regarding not sin, Forgetting the foe they harbor within ! The only foe we're called to fight Knows naught of Love, regards not Rig'ht. We fight not men with bronze and steel, But come with love your wounds to heal. We love all men, we hate but one ; We have one foe and one alone — Satan? V Our God will avenge the wrongs we endure While faithful we labor and pray for the poor Weak mortals who think themselves mighty and strong, And able to judge and avenge every wrong. For vengeance or for worldly gain No 'human blood our hands shall stain. We kill not men in carnal strife, But wish for all eternal life. We love all men, we hate but one ; We have one foe and one alone — Satan I World-patriots we, one Sovereign Divine Reigns over us all, no boundary line With fortifications is needed to show Whom to greet as a friend or to fight as a foe. We sympathize with one and all, In humblest cot or regal hall. We fight not men to maim and kill. But wish for all peace and good will. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 129 We love all men, we hate but one; We have one foe and one alone — Satan ! Dec, 1915. Written at the time of the great .European War. BE KIND TO THE LIVING Be kind to the living-, be kind to the living, Ere the cold clods of earth o'er their coffins are spread, — To those that are near thee be mild and forgiving But waste not thy flattering words on the dead. Be kind to the living. Why heap with abuse Poor, sensitive, suffering mortals, I pray, — And then load them with praise as soon as they lose The power of hearing a word that you say! Be kind to the living; let wrongs be forgiven While those who have injured thee stand by thy side: Sweet words of forgiveness, oh let them be given Ere the penitent soul has crossed the dark tide. Be kind to the living; high tombstones can ne'er Make amends for harsh treatment bestowed in the past; Nor eulogies grandest atone for the sneer, Or word of derision in mem'ry held fast. Be kind to the living. Earth's flowers v^^ere given To comfort and brighten our pilgrimage here; I30 POETICAL MEDITATIONS 'When earth-life's exchanged for hades or heaven Too late then to deck with flowers the bier. Sweet flowers of kindness earth's burdens will lighten If daily their fragrance is breathed in the air; Then leave not unspoken the word that may- brighten A life that is clouded with gloom and despair No matter v^hat others are doing or saying, 'Be kind while thy friends yet around thee are seen ; When life has departed and forms are decaying They'll give thee no thanks for thy sorrow, I ween. Be kind to the living wherever you go, Death to thee then will lose one-half of its dread; For no tears of remorse in bitterness flow Where love is the motive by which men are led. OUR COUNTRY'S SHAME An evil great abideth here, In this God-favored nation ; A baneful thing ; both far and near It spreadeth devastation : A tyrant reigns, and thousands bow In 'slavish subjugation While chains are forged whereby they're dragged To vilest degradation. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 131 With shameless face he stalks abroad, A mocker by profession; Defying God's most sacred laws, A foe to man's progression. He robs the poor, deludes and bribes The highest functionary, — His works declare he is in truth The Devil's emissary. This tyrant ruleth not alone, He hath a willing ally Who shareth his Satanic throne: Together forth they sally. A train of woes lies hard behind. They give the kiss of treason. Then pounce upon the sons of men In an unguarded season. King Alcohol, this tyrant's name, Prince Nicotine, -his ally; . Their work the same, their every aim And tendency must tally, They slowly lead their victims first To bondage and submission, Then hold them on the downward grade That tendeth to perdition. They blind the weak and stupefy The brightest sons of learning; 132 POETICAL MEDITATIONS And at their shrine behold the wealth And lives of millions burning! The one supplieth fuel dry, The other addeth fire, Together then they feed the flames And build the horrid pyre! Hark! hearest thou the orphan's cry, The widow's wail of sorrow. As fathers, sons and husbands fall. Pierced by Rum's fatal arrow? Where is our boasted freedom now, The hope of former ages? While drunkard makers ply their trade And share with us their wages ! Arise ! O Church of God ! arise ; With Christian weapons rally; Dethrone the monster Alcohol Nor spare his subtle ally. And let your battle cry be heard Resounding through the nation : True Holiness unto the Lord, — Man's real emancipation! Pass customs old, scorn bribes of gold, Spurn compromising offers ; Let not immortal souls be sold To fill the nation's coffers. Not through the skill or power of man Is vict'ry fully given, POETICAL MEDITATIONS 133 But by the Spirit of the Lord,- Man in accord with Heaven. 1914. THE LITTLE BROOKES SONG "Tinkle-te-tinkle." What is it I hear? A laughing wee brooklet, so sparkling and clear; In sunshine and shadow it dances along And ever keeps singing its cold-water song. "Tinkle-te-tinkle," from the mountain it glides, While ever and anon in a cavern it hides. 'Though rocks rise before it still onward right on It ever keeps singing its cold water song. Soon down in the meadow more softly it flows, Where cowslips are blooming and green pasture grows, It pauses a while then again hurries on To the tune of its merriest cold-water song. "Tinkle-te-tinkle" to the ro'bin it sings He hears its sweet voice, now he closes his wings ; He stoops for a drink, again he is gone But I hear his voice join in the cold-water song: "Come drink all ye birdies 'tween the earth and skies, And man I invite to the fount where I rise, 134 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Drink only pure water, 'be healthy and strong, Then thank me you will for my cold-water song." 1872. DEFY LIFE'S STORMS Blow, winds, blow! Bend ye the leafless trees. Yea whistle through the tender twigs, And cause the sap to freeze ! Blow, winds, blow! And sweep adown the street; Blockade my path and fill my eyes, With cruel snow and sleet ! Howl, winds, howl ! Howl 'round me as you will; Though storms assail on every side, I'll find true comfort still. Roll, waves, roll ! 'Waves of affliction roll; Ye may engulf my "earthly house," Ye cannot quench my soul. Rage, storms, rage! And wear my frame to dust; Despise me all ye "summer friends," I have a higher trust. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 135 Fear not life's storms But only do 'God's will; 'Storms lose their dread when Christ is near To whisper ''peace be still." Foes may arise, And howling storms assail, The star of hope breaks through the clouds, See, truth and right prevail! 1875. LIVING Life spontaneous, full and free, Rests not on the things we see. What we gain and what we hold, Purchased in earth's mart with gold. Can not life's real worth enhance Or its highest claims advance. Springs of action hidden quite. And unknown to human sight, Wheels of daily living move And for good or evil prove Deeds that openly ap'pear On life's Hial plain and clear. Cares of life that fill the day Leave no time to watch and pray. 'Great possessions heaping high Selfish lusts to gratify — 136 POETICAL MEDITATIONS This is but a living death — And a waste of life and breath. Plants by growing life express ; Men by doing faith confess. By our faith we live or die As life's days are going by. By our actions, right or wrong, Life we shorten or prolong. As the sun by shining gives Lig^ht to everything that lives, If the life within is right, We may be as rays of light Unto others near and far Just by livin'g what we are. Li'fe is giving and we live In proportion as we give Unto others of our best — Blessing others, we are blest: Life abundant, full and free — Living for eternity. THE SIMPLE LIFE We talk about the simple life, And think we're very plain. But if some simple little child Should ask us to explain — POETICAL MEDITATIONS 137 Tell how that simple life in us By others may be seen — We'd hesitate — and hardly know Just what we really mean. The Pharisee makes rigid rules To keep himself "in line," He substitutes for inward truth Mere outward form — in fine, He complicates the simplest things — Does some "good work," and then A trumpet sounds in order that He may be seen of men. By "putting on" we may appear To be what we pretend; Men may deceive and be deceived, But God foresees the end. 'Tis plain we cannot live a life That we do not possess ; God sees and knows us as we are. And not as we profess. We read of One, despised of men, A lowly Nazarene, Who throug'h the common things of life Made known the things unseen. Along the shores of Galilee, O'er hills, through verdant fields, He walked and called attention to The lessons nature yields. 138 POETICAL MEDITATIONS He points us do the lilies fair, How they in beauty grow, How e'en the 'birds, so free from care, God's love and wisdom show: No vain display or false pretense, Just filling 'God's design As sun and moon and twinkling stars Exist and simply shine. As little children we must be In order that we may Learn from our heavenly Teacher how To walk the narrow way. As little children, free from guile, Seeking our Father's will, Then, guided by His loving hand. Creation's purpose fill. The simple life t'hat Jesus lived ' Was Truth personified. Where real simplicity exists Truth cannot be denied. To talk of one's humility Denotes the rankest pride ; The plain and simple life has naught '- To boast of or to hide. Beyond compare, divinely fair. The Truth, the Life, the Way; The only Life that ever lived Pure, open as the day. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 139 He spoke the words of life because He was Himself the Word, And with authority He taug'ht Truths men had never heard. How beautiful the simple life, That Jesus lived and taught; ^ Spontaneous doing of the right, Without Law's must or ought. His meat and drink to do God's will — And only thus may we, Partakers of the Christ-life — live In true simplicity. SEEING THE BEAUTIFUL Have you seen the soft wind playing O'er a field of growing grain ? Have you seen the zigzag lightning 'Mong the clouds so dark with rain? Have you seen the summer showers Falling on the thirsty earth? Have you seen the happy household Gathered round the peaceful hearth? Have you seen the spring birds flitting 'Mong the blooming apple trees? Have you seen a field of clover Full of honey-seeking bees? Have you seen the opening roses In the fragrant month of June? 140 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Have you seen the smiling infant Pointing toward the placid moon? Have you seen the gentle maiden With blue eyes and v^avy hair? Have you seen her plucking flowers For another one as fair? Have you seen a group of children Picking berries on the hill? Have you seen the starry heavens When the midnight air was still? Have you seen the buoyant vessel Riding on the silvery waves? Have you seen the towering mountain Whose green foot the river laves? Have you seen the rainbow's colors When the evening storm passed by? Have you seen the quivering oak-leaves Pictured 'gainst the sunset sky? Have you seen a field of tender, Tasseling maize, with silken ears? Have you seen a friend that's faithful When adversity appears? Have you seen a strong and true man Who loved God with all his heart? And beheld 'him loving woman With a love devoid of art? POETICAL MEDITATIONS 141 Have you seen a congregation Of true Christians, full of love — All harmoniously united To obey their King above? If you have seen one or many Of these things, and given heed, You have seen that which is very, Very beautiful indeed. FRIENDSHIP "Ye are my friends." — Jesus. O tell me not that friendship's ties Are frail and doomed to sever; True friendship every storm defies And lives and blooms forever. False friends, like fickle butterflies. Are near in sunny weather; Their sickly friendship quickly dies When storms around us gather. When trials come true friendship's ties Increase in loving power: United hearts e'er ways devise To light the darkest hour. Kind reader, did'st thou ever taste The bitter fruits that follow 142 POETICAL MEDITATIONS When confidence has been misplaced, And friends prove false and hollow? 'Grieve not for such, the sacred name Of Friend belongeth never To one so heartless — void of shame, Affection's bonds to sever. *Mong friends deserving of the name Affection ever bideth ; Sunshine or storm, they're still the same, Nor death the bond divideth. May Friends'hip true life's joys combine Our burdens here to lighten ; That Faith may grow and Love divine Our pathway ever brighten. THE KING'S ROSE In France and Prussia's cruel war An incident took place. Which I'll relate because it yields A purer, lovelier grace Than incidents are wont to show When men to brutes are turned. Or where their finer feelings on Mars' altar must be burned. One bloody day a soldier fell, — A German soldier brave ; POETICAL MEDITATIONS 143 His comrades fled and left him thus Fast sinking to the grave. But when that day's dread work was done French peasants found him there Who kindly 'bore him from the field, And dressed his wounds with care. Early next morn to his bedside An opening rose was brought; Its fragrant beauty cheered him so, His wounds he quite forgot. Though he was greatly pleased thereby He kept it not alone But straiglitway sent it to his king, — And thus his love was shown. You say this was a ''trifling gift." — A Rose for Prussia's king! But mark, the king accepts it as A royal offering: He wore .this rose upon his breast -^ Where'er his kingship went, And many heard him proudly tell By whom it had been sent. ^ Meantime the soldier's nurses kind Had labored not in vain, For soon their generous work of love Brought back his strength again. Now, Berlin was his native place. When thither he returned, 144 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Lo ! roses fair bedecked his home — A lesson thus he learned. This story true to us likewise A fitting lesson brings : — We 'have a heavenly King v^'ho sees, And marks the little things. *'A cup of water" in his name Rightly bestowed, we see Has promise of a sure reward Through all eternity. O ! men despise not little things. Let each do what he can ; — The widow who had but *'two mites" Cave more than any man ! A little deed of love dropped here, A little kind word there. When we are called before our King Will count as jewels rare. ODE TO THE ROSE Rose, Queen of the Flowers, a song now to thee My heart with true gladness would sing! For, in spite of the thorns, thou bringest to me Perfumes that no other can bring. Whether cultured hy man with the tenderest care, Or blooming in Nature's own grove, POETICAL MEDITATIONS 145 Still in beauty arrayed so modest and fair, An emblem of Peace and of Love. When the hand of affection hath sent me a Rose, Like a missive of tenderest things, It doth the sure token of friendship disclose. And toucheth the heart's secret springs. Whether dressed in the red, the yellow or pink. Or in white, so pure and so fair, The Roses beloved, to myself I oft think, A smile from lost Eden do wear. Bloom on, dearest Rose, let thy beautiful smile Be freely bestowed upon all : — Both the rich and the poor thou teachest the while To follow sweet purity's call. Stern Autumn may snatch all thy blossoms away, And scatter thy leaves too, I ween, — -Soon Springtime returns with the robin's sweet lay And calls thee to reign as the Queen. FASTENINGS We live in an age of wires and strings, , And other devices for fastening things. High fences and strong are built as a line Or boundary mark, to bar or confine. Yet often we see men looking for gaps Or flaws in a fence, still hoping, per'haps. Some scheme to invent whereby they might gain The vict'ry over all things that restrain. 146 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Some things that we think are fastened to stay Are often unfastened the very same day. And things that were better not fastened at all,. United remain like a concreted wall. Fair promises often are left unredeemed, And written agreements but lightly esteemed;. While habits that dwarf, corrupt and congeal. Are binding as fetters of brass and of steel. E'en conjugal knots are often untied; Things fastened with oaths asunder divide. But customs of old, though good in their day^ Now quite out of date, are anchored to stay. Dame Fashion enslaves, bewitches and binds With shackles that 'hold the hearts and the minds- Of millions who bow her bidding to do, — Preferring the false to that which is true. Unequally yoked are many today; Entangling alliances lead them away From principles true and ways that are right. While worldly pursuits becloud heaven's liglit^ More grievous the yoke false leaders oft bind On consciences weak once truly inclined To follow God's hig'hest spiritual liglit, Unclouded by human perversions of right. The man who will do what he knows to be right,. Without being bound by the Law's legal might. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 147 Is always preferred to one who must know How much is allowed — ^how far he dare go : Like the cow at the end of a rope or a chain That's tied to a stake in a field or a lane. Will try first how far she is able to go, And whether restrictions must hold her just so. A mule may not go till the lash is applied, Nor stand where he's placed unless he is tied, But halters and whips are not for the man Whose aim is to do the 'best that he can. You know where to find the man that is true, Though fences are down and the landmarks are few; He's always the same Wherever he's tried — "The man that will stand without being tied ! SNOWFLAKES AND FLOWERS O'er hill and plain wherever I look Snow's beautiful flakes deck ev'ry nook; 'See! how they flit and hove around, then softly, softly settle down. Why do they descend — these flakes of snow. And whiten every object so? To shield the many tender plants and clothe the earth now frozen brown. Jack Frost sealed many a flower's doom : The rootlets now are hid; 148 POETICAL MEDITATIONS They*!! spring forth again with leaf and bloom. Soon, at their Malcer's bid. Boreas sways tlie leafless trees And whirls the snow o'er lands and seas! Our gardens and our fields are white, no growing" plants are to be seen. But winter's reign will soon be o'er; Sweet, smiling spring will come once more, And with its breath break icy bands and clothe the earth in living green. Our daisies and our violets now All sleep beneath the snow; They're sleeping — but to wake again When balmy spring-winds blow. f And many a precious little seed Down in its snowy tomb is hid; It sleepeth only — 'tis not dead — from it will spring the future tree. True, now they're hidden from our eyes ; The future comes, time onward hies. And soon we'll know how true it is, things are not as they seem to be. Though now the earth be wrapped in white. Stern winter reigns supreme today — Another scene will greet our sight When spring time brings permissive May. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 149 SPRING Spring has come! Spring has come! Welcome bright and 'happy day! Glittering ice-fields are no more ; Snow-clad scenes have passed away. Spring 'has come, Spring has come ! See the glorious sunbeams play O'er the landscape fresh and warm, Just released from Winter's sway. Spring has come, Spring has come ! Natures heart now throbs with glee; Hark! the blue bird's merry song Fills the air with ecstasy. Spring has come, 'Spring has come! Now revives the dormant earth; Soon the flowers' sweet perfume Will announce their happy birth. Spring has come. Spring has come! Now let gloomy thoughts depart. Lambkins skip and birdies sing. Joyous raptures thrill each heart. Spring has come. Spring 'has come! Balmy breezes bring good cheer; For a long cold Winter's gone And the happy Spring is here! 1875. I50 POETICAL MEDITATIONS THE BLESSINGS OF TODAY How oft we miss the blessings The present has in store Because with hearts ungrateful We look and long for more; The good in our possession Can scant enjoyment bring While selfishly we covet Some far-off better thing. The sweetest heavenly manna, Sent for our use today, When hoarded for tomorrow Turns bitter with decay. 'Tis not in idle dreaming 'While sitting hy the way Of things 'beyond our vision — Some far-off future day, That we can find enjoyment That's true, and lasting, too: We'll find the future richest If to the present true. 'Tis in the living present That we must truly live, And to the task before us Our best endeavors give. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 151 If we would be a blessing To friends around us here, And share with them the sunshine Of gladness and good cheer, We must in sweet contentment Enjoy our little store Of treasures or possessions; Nor always wish for more; Regard the good of others We meet along the way, And use with true thanksgiving The blessings of today. The vale of good intentions 'Tween hills of purpose true Is not the place to loiter Though pleasant be the view; When we have gained the hilltops, With tasks well done below, The view will be still grander. And pleasures sweeter grow. Providing we now notice The flowers 'long the way, — Are thankful for the comforts And blessings of today. 1 152 POETICAL MEDITATIONS ( LEARN A LITTLE EVERY DAY Would you hold the key to knowledge, And unlock its treasures rare? Are you thirsting for true wisdom With its wealth of truth so fair? You may win the prize you're seeking In a safe and honest way, — You must conquer if you simply Learn a little every day! Starting first from small 'beginnings, 'Tis the steady growth that wins In life's battles here, no matter Where our "step hy step" begins. If we yield our hearts to Satan, Step by step we're led astray; — All while here, in good or evil. Learn a little every day. Not enough one day in seven To devote to heavenly things, For our tempter worketh daily ; Every day its trials brings. And to counteract his teachings 'We must active be alway; And in all things good and noble Learn a little every day. Every day is fraught with lessons. Youthful minds find daily food POETICAL MEDITATIONS 153 In the teachings of surroundings — Parents, are those teachings good? "There's no royal road to learning," But there is a better way — Simply this — In truth and goodness Learn a little every day. NIL DESPERANDUM ("Despair Not.") Nil Desperandum ! Though clouds thick and dark Are hovering o'er thy wave troubled bark — Though dangers seem countless on life's stormy sea, Let Nil Desperandum ! thy motto still be. Nil Desperandum ! Calamities may Sweep down like a deluge, sweet hope to allay, Stand up and be firm for the truth evermore, Bear bravely thy cross till life's battles are o'er. Nil Desperandum ! Misfortune and pain Can over thy spirit no victory gain If thou art united to him that is true, — No dangers so great but he'll carry thee through. Nil Desperandum ! Temptations most sore Are conquered through Jesus, then fear them no more; If thou art impelled by a love for the right, Be calm for true faith will put 'Satan to flight. 154 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Nil Desperandum ! Though friendship may lose Its fragrance and die; though loved ones refuse To cheer thee and aid thee thy burdens to bear, Let Christ be thy comfort — yield not to despair. Nil Desperandum! Oh, why shouldst thou fear, Since Jesus has promised to be ever near? Invite His pure spirit to dwell in thy heart. Despair then and sorrow must quickly depart. THE HOSPITAL NURSE* Tripping up and down the hall, Pray, what does it mean, While I lie so helpless here 'Snowy sheets between? Tripping up and down the hall. Stopping here and there To relieve the suffering ones In her special care. Tripping up and down the hall, Stepping through my door, Asking, "How're you feeling now?" As she looks me o'er. Taking pulse and temperature. Noting symptoms all. ♦These lines came to my mind while lying in a hospital, shortly after undergoing a serious surgical operation. POETICAL MEDITATIONS I5S Skilled for needed services, Be they great or small. Out she passes through my door, Off she trips again Looking up another case In distress or pain. How noble is thy calling, nurse, May God for service give thee grace; No hospitals could be maintained If thou should'st fail to fill thy place! Then may thy ministrations all In Jesus' precious name be given ; While serving thus Earth's suffering ones Thou servest too the Lord of Heaven; •And shalt, for good now done to me, As done to Him, rewarded be. Jan. 17, 1915. THE SWEETEST NAME In memory's chambers safely stored, And hid from eyes profane, A treasure lies that naught of Time's Corroding hand can stain. 'Twas in the closing hours of day, When evening light grows dim, Our aged parent made request To hear his favorite hymn: 156 POETICAL MEDITATIONS "How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ears;" And as we sang these precious words Our eyes were filled with tears, For well we knew our father's days On earth were numbered quite; Scarce comprehending how that Name Could be his soul's delight. While memory lasts that scene remains Impressed upon our minds. Time hastens on and severed soon Is every tie that binds To things of earth ; — how sad that some Must shed the bitterest tears Because they never knew the Name That "drives away our fears." Our family circle's scattered far; Some have departed too To be forever with the Lord, Whose blessed Name they knew. And all have learned to love that Name, The sweetest and the best, As "manna to the hungry soul. And to the weary rest." Oct. 10, 1916. POETICAL MEDITATIONS 157 IN MEMORY Of our daughter Ella Elizabeth Yoder, who was called from our family circle Feb. 28, 1904, at the age of 14 years, 11 months and i day. What a treasure heaven gave us When our daughter Ella came, As a sacred trust to cherish For a season in His name, — In the name of Him who giveth All that's beautiful and good; Though we never comprehended — Never fully understood ! For we meant to keep her with us, And enjoy her presence here While her helpful disposition Our declining days might cheer; And with intellect so vigorous, Quick to see and understand, She would labor for her Savior With a glad and willing hand. Like a blossom full of promise, Withered by the chilling frost, So the body God had given All its youthful vigor lost. And her soul could find no pleasure In the things of time and space; Hence the Lord in mercy called her To a happier dwelling place. 158 POETICAL MEDITATIONS Though our hearts are sorely wounded And the parting made us sad, Yet we know in heavenly mansions Holy angels make her glad. And we would not now recall her To a life of grief and pain, But rejoice to know up yonder Soon we all ^hall meet again. Brothers, sisters, and her parents. Six in number here remain; In our sorrow, blessed comfort. Broken ties unite again: Jesus is the resurrection, Those who die in Him will meet,. Ne'er to part, in Iheavenly mansions Where alone is life complete. LITTLE MABEL* Little Mabel, heavenly blossom, Sent to bloom a little while, Now returned to Him who gave her. How we miss 'her lovely smile! *In memory of our granddaughter, Mabel Rebecca^ daughter of Levi J. and Amanda M. Shenk, whose body perished in the flames of her burning home, near Denbigh, Va., Nov. 26, 1912; aged 3 years,, I month and 13 days. POETICAL MEDITATIONS IS9 Stilled the voice that like sweet music Helped to cheer us on our way ; And the little feet that pattered In our presence day by day. Mild and loving disposition, Showing sympathy for all ; Pure emotions, sweet affection — Ah, we miss these most of all. Why, O why? now comes the question, Why, O Lord, must these things be? To our bleeding 'hearts He answers, "Only be resigned to Me." ^Fiercest elements of nature Heavenly things can not destroy So for lis life's fiery trials Naught consume but base alloy. When our testing time is over — Faithful to the Cod of love — Xoss on earth brings gain eternal In the realms of joy above. i6o POETICAL MEDITATIONS WHEN I AM GONE When I am gone Will aught that I have said or done Still linger in the memory Of any one? What then will 'be The thoughts of those who think of me W'hile yet they breast the waves of life's Tempestuous sea? Honor or shame — 'Soft words of praise, harsh words of blame. What then will move the lips of those Who speak my name? May then be seen Some sweet memento, ever green. To cheer and strengthen those who walk Where I have been? Life's labors done, The conflict o'er, the vict'ry won What influence will I leave behind When I am gone? PART II THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS FOREWORD Most of these "Thoughtful Paragraphs" were first published in The Herald of Truth under the heading of "Notes and Comments he purpose of seeing Christianity from the infidel's standpoint, would be as unwise as it would be to swallow strychnine in order to find out whether it is poisonous. "No man is bound to listen to the devil's arguments against God, or against the Church of God.'* * * * Both Sides But, — did you ever see a board that had only one side? If you can give an intelligent descrip- tion of such a board, we may be prepared to con- sider a question on which Christians differ that has only one side, or that can be seen only the way you and I see it. The "whole truth" can not be seen by any one who takes only a partial or one-sided view. H: H: ^ Point of View Returning to the "board parable :" We see that boards are used for different purposes. A board that is part o'f a fence has two sides visible, but I can see only one side at a time, and I must change my position and look in the opposite direc- tion before I can see the other side. The sun may THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 171 s'hine on my neighbor's side of the fence when my side is in the shade, or vice versa, and it would be very foolish in me to quarrel with my neighbor •because we cannot look at other things as well as fence boards from the same point of view. The Under Side I once saw a broad board lying on the ground in my field partly hidden by grass and weeds growing up all around it. Only one side of the board was visi'ble to 'human eyes. Of course I knew there was another side to be seen by turning it over, but I did not know just how that other side looked until I went to the trouble of raising the board and letting the sunlight under it. Then I found the lower side partly rotten, and the worms and bugs and other "creeping things" under the board squirmed around very much as if fhey wanted me to let them alone. The raising of the 'board was the "agitation" which the "subject" needed in order to get at the "truth." Agitation and investigation are apt to cause a disturbance which for the time being may not be very pleasant, since some men "love darkness rather than light because their deeds are evil. * * * Let in the Light We should not ibe so "one-sided" that we can- not conceive of the possibility of any one seeing things that we cannot see from our stand point, 172 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS and we should always be willing to change our position, or, if necessary, stop to "turn the board over" in order that we may see what is on the other side. But if we want to settle the matter by saying ''there is only one side," and ask others to let us alone, it looks very much as if there might be "rottenness" somewhere, or perhaps some "creeping things" 'hidden under the "board" that we would rather not have uncovered. "For every one that doeth evil hatet'h the light, neither cometh to the light lest his deeds should be reproved. But he that doeth truth cometh to the light that his deeds may be made manifest that they are wrought in God." (Jno. 3:20,21.) * * * Appearances "Beneath apparent zeal for truth, may be hid- den a judging spirit or a subtle leaning to our own understanding. Beneath apparent Christian faith- fulness may be 'hidden an absence of Christian love. — Hannah Whitall Smith. Purity God is love, and He abideth Only with the pure in heart, Where no carnal strife divideth Anxious souls with cruel art. To the pure the pathway brightens As they grow in Christian grace, And the word of God enlightens Till they see His smiling face. THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 173 Purity "Blessed are the pure in "heart. " The unre- generated heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked," and no one can make his own heart pure by trying to think pure thoughts and speak pure words any more than he could cleanse a stream of water as long as its source is filthy. "Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh." * * * Purity "Create in me a clean heart, O Cod," was David's prayer, and this must be the prayer of every one who would have a pure heart. The new creature in Christ Jesus, "created unto good works" alone can 'bring forth out of a good heart pure thoughts and right purposes. "As a man thiriketh in his heart so is he." * * * Inner Life "A man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth," but it does consist very largely in the thoughts and purposes that possess 'his heart and mind. What we seek with all our heart and mind becomes photo- graphed, so to speak, on our inner self, and we grow more and more like unto that which we most ardently desire. 174 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS Food and Exercise Food and exercise are essential to the growth and strength of our bodies. 'We grow intellectual- ly and spiritually 'by what we think, say and do. Our highest faculties must have food and exercise or they die and become a source of pestilence to our souls. There is no standing still. We must either go foward or backward in our spiritual life. * * * Heart Motives "A really great mind always sees the reflection of its own greatness everywhere, just as a really good heart sees some of its own goodness reflected from the lives of all those with whom it comes in contact. Little minds despise little people and consider little things unworthy of their attention, ^nd hearts that are altogether bad see only badness in other hearts." — ^J. D. Dougall. We might even have our attention so constantly fixed on the bad- ness of the devil that we would fail to perceive the goodness of God. Vision "Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see Cod." That which is spiritual must be spirit- ually discerned. The scribes and Pharisees could not see the divinity of Christ because their hearts were "full of hypocrisy and wickedness." Their spiritual vision was so blurred and distorted, look- ing for evil, that they saw only evil where there THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 175 was no evil, because their eyes were evil. "But if thine eye be evil thy w'hole body (life) shall be full of darkness. If therefore the light that is in thee (thy vision) 'be darkness, hov^ great is that darkness." * * * Thoughts Those who have their affections set on heav- enly things must hov^ever keep their hearts **v^ith all diligence;" remem'bering what it is that "de- files the man," and ever exercise their minds in things that are edifying and uplifting, even as Paul exhorted the Philippian brethren: "Whatso- ever things are true, Whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there he any virtue,, and if there be any praise, think on these things."' Seeing God Those whose hearts are right in the sight of God; who live with an eye single to the glory of God, can see Him in all the visible works of na- ture, — looking "through nature up to nature's God" — and with an eye of faith they behold Him in all His providences, and after tlie veil of flesh is re- moved they shall "see Him as He is." 176 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS Lights and Shadows Lights and shadows, ups and downs; Friendly smiles and angry frowns. Changing seasons, shifting scenes; Every variation means Something yet to be attained; Greater vict'ries to be gained: Some deep lesson yet unlearned, Crowns by crosses yet unearned. * * * Contrasts Life is made up of light and darkness, of sun- shine and shadow; of fair and cloudy weather. Uninterrupted sunshine would soon cause all vege- tation to wither and die. Great faith is born of great trials, and strength of character is found only in those who have endured hardness as good soldiers. Trials If God's children are required to pass through severe trials and afflictions it is only that they may be made better therd)y. We may pray to have the cup of suffering removed providing we can also say, "nevertheless not my will but thy will be done," and our heavenly Father will answer our prayer as will be ibest for us, either hy removing the trial or giving us strength to hold out faithful to the end. THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 177 Pcaring Reproach If it is my lot to suffer reproach because my convictions of right go counter to the wishes or opinions of some others, I must be very careful to live my convictions in the spirit of meekness and love, and not in a haughty and self-righteous way. Trials If we are faithful children of God, He will surely not require us to pass throug^h any ex- perience that will not "work together" for our good; and if we suffer for Christ's sake, or be- cause we dare to live up to the best light that we have, while seeking for more light, what we thui endure with patience ^becomes for us but a stepping stone to a higher, a more glorious and blessed ex- perience. * * * Tested Friends "Prosperity makes friends, adversity tries them." When we repeat this old saying we are apt to think only of others who have not stood the test when we were overtaken by adversity. How -about our friends'hip for those who were sorely in need of the encouragement that we could give? Have we been only "miserable comforters?" * * * Afflictions It is not safe to regard worldly prosperity as a special mark of God's favor; neither should ex- 178 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS emption from sickness and suffering in all cases be looked upon as a reward for uprightness. ''Whom the Lord loveth He c'hasteneth." Because there was none found like Job, "perfect and upright, fearing Cod and eschewing evil," only the severest affliction could be a real test of his faithfulness. Tests "The trying of your faith worketh patience."* Abraham was called the "friend of God," yet even- he was subjected to the severest test, and since he endured the trial and "obtained a good report through faith," he will always be known as "the father of the faithful." * * * Life's Lesson Our trials and troubles are no doubt often al- lowed to come upon us to teach us patience with, and sympathy for others ; but when we allow our troubles to make us selfisb and moi^bid, and we be- come impatient because others do not keep their troubles hid from us, or do not consider them of little account compared with ours, the afflictions- w'hich were intended for our good only harden and contract us, and we lose their true meaning and the lesson which God meant to teach us. "Alt things work together for good (not to all, but) to them that love the Lord." "For our light afflictionr which is but for a moment (compared with eter- nity) worketh for us a far more exceeding an(fi THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 179 eternal weig'ht of glory, (only) while we look not at the things which are seen hut at the things •which are not seen.'* Charity "'Charity, heaven-iborn charity! Essence of all that is sweetest in time. Foretaste of ibliss in eternity. The sum and substance of Christian life, Which finds expression in deeds of love — Merciful deeds, though done to the least Of the poor on earth, to be received And find reward as done unto Him Who in heaven is crowned the greatest." Charity Charity does not require us to call evil good Do thy duty, that is best; Leave unto thy Lord the rest. — Longfellow. * * * Consecration We cannot serve God with what we have wbile we reserve anything that we are. Pretense A little boy was standing on the scales to be weighed. He stretched to his utmost height and puffed out his cheeks. "Why, Johnny," said his companion, "you cannot make yourself heavier. You weigh just what you are." Very true. God, our Weigh Master, knows what we are, and even our fellow men will find it out w'hen we pretend to be what we are not. * * * Reputation Whenever we become o^er-anxious about our reputation and think we must defend our good -THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 183 name, or make some special effort to "show off" or ''puff up" in- order that people may think well of us, we are thinking more highly of ourselves than we ought to think; and in trying to appear **'big," like the little hoy on the scales, we belittle ourselves in the eyes of all rig^ht-thinking, sober- minded people. * * * Motive If we have done anything worthy of praise or commendation, God knows it, and we can safely leave the matter with Him. To seek the praise of men rather than the praise of God, proves that our motive for doing what we think is worthy of praise was not good, then how could the deed itself be good? Character and Reputation It has been said that "reputation is what people think we are while character is what God knows us to be." When that Pharisee stood in the temple and "prayed with himself," it was not that God might know about his good deeds; but as he was praying to be seen of men, his object no doubt was to let the people about him know what a good man he was. This shows ns how very foolish and inconsistent it is for a Christian pro- fessor to sound his ^wn praises. "The moment we begin to speak of our humility there is none there." i84 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS Reputation We are sometimes very much concerned as to what others may think or say about us. We are afraid of toeing misunderstood or misrepresented, or perhaps not ''duly honored." Let us seek the honor that comes from 'God only, knowing that He understands us, and so long as He finds us faithful in 'that which He has entrusted unto us, it matters little what men may think or say about us, we can still look up for His approving smile and say, "God knows." Slander "But," says one, "people have been talking so shamefully about me, I just cannot stand it any longer. Something must be done." What did Jesus do about it when people talked all manner of evil about Him, and even accused Him of hav- ing a devil and of casting out devils through the prince of devils? Imagine the Apostle Paul stop- ping his work of preaching the gospel and building up churches in order that he might prove that people had lied about him, — establish his own righteousness, or make himself of some reputation by tracing up the evil reports! * * * Shining A friend once came to D. L. Moody and told him of how certain persons weres peaking all manner of evil against him and his work. He THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 185 argued that the matter had now gone far enough and that it was time Moody took a hand in it in order to vindicate himself. Moody listened in silence for some time, then, with a gleam of humor in his eyes said in effect, ''Did you ever hear of the dog that used to bark at the moon when it was shining its brightest? That dog used to bark and bark and bark, disturbing everybody in the neighborhood and making a nuisance of itself generally with its incessant noise. At last, what do you think it did? ''Who, the dog?" "No, the moon. Why, the moon kept right on shin- ing." — 'Sel. * * * Humility Jesus of Nazareth "made himself of no reputa- tion" but suffered everything that envious and wicked men could heap upon Him, even dying the most ignominious death at the hands of His ene- mies, yet God gave him a NAME that is a;bove every other name. Life's Light Your life is your light, and tlie flame it is fed By pure thoughts, gentle words, kindly deeds; And you bear it aloft as you live day by day As the Spirit within you e'er leads. 7ftA&ie M. Cook. i86 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS Growth Life without growth and activity soon ends in death and decay. * * * Room Large-hearted and 'broad-minded people are not cramped for want of room on the narrow way that leads to life everlasting. * * * True Pleasure If our 'hearts are rigiht in the sight of God, we cannot take pleasure in anything that is displeas- ing to Him. * * * Profession "Profession may be a lamp but the life lights it.'* The empty, unlighted lamp may satisfy those who prefer darkness to light ; and practice iniquity while they profess piety. * ♦ * Sons of God If we are living Christians, (having wifhin us the Life that is the light of men, we are sons and daughters of Cod in a hig'her sense than we are the sons and daughters of our earthly parents. Opportiuiities Only by making proper use. of our present limited opportunities and by feeing faithful in the little things fhat claim our attention and service THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 187 now, can we develop our lives and prepare our- selves for the future with its enlarged opportuni- ties, greater privileges, and sweeter enjoyments. * * * Food and Poison If we take any food into our stomaclis that cannot be assimilated and used to build up our bodies, such food becomes a poison to us, and we lose our bodily health and vigor. ' The same is true in a spiritual sense. If we fill our minds with im- pure thoughts or desires, and evil imaginations; if we brood over wrongs, real or imaginary, and indulge in evil thinking, we are feeding on things that cannot build up the Christian life but instead will surely poison our souls and weaken us spirit- ually. * * * Inner Life If on a cold, frosty winter morning we should see a man with pen-knife in hand trying to scratch the ice from the lights or panes of his window, with the temperature of his room at zero, and no fire in his stove, we would think him very foolisli indeed. Would we not say "Start a roaring fire in your stove, raise the temperature of your room to the proper point, and the frost will disappear while you are engaged in more profitable work." Are not many trying to remove the frosty excresences from that part of their lives which is seen from the outside without paying proper attention to the life i88 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS within? To such we would say, "Get the life of Christ in the soul; let the love of God and man burn in your heart, until its warmth permeates your whole 'being, and is felt by those who come in contact with you, then the evil traits and bad habits that now cling to you like frost to the window-pane, will melt away while you give ex- pression to that love within you by serving your fellowmen in humility and self-forgetfulness, and your final reward may be with those to whom the Judge will say: "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these ye have done it unto me." Trust We bow, O Lord, submissively, Because Thou knowest what is best; The soul that fully trusts in Thee Finds perfect peace and joy and rest. Thankfulness To be ungrateful is to be unhappy. Only those who "in everything give thanks," ca;n "re- joice evermore." * * * Subjection Without t'he subjection of our wills to Cod, and the enthronement of His love in our hearts, it is impossible to live a life that is acceptable to Him. THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 189 Limiting God's Word If I attempt to restrict the truth in any part of God's inspired Word to the limits of my own com- prehension of it, I not only deceive myself, but what I say and do will have a misleading influence on others. Sacrifice A sense of duty may impel one to give of his possessions to the cause of Christ, but to offer one's self to His service requires love that con- strains. Three Things Three things are very much alike: Talent without tact; ability without knowledge, and a sharp axe with a broken handle. THE FINEST EDUCATION.— That which will make us wise unto salvation. TRUE RICHES.— Things that will endure throughout all eternity. THE BEST ECONOMY.— Making the best of everything that God sends us from day to day, and not trying to hoard today's blessings for future use, as though we could not trust our heavenly Father to care for the things of tomorrow. 190 THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS Trust It is an easy matter for "well-to-do" Chris- tians, who have a snug bank account and a fixed income above their real needs, to say, ''The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want;" but when the bank fails and the income is stopped they may have a chance to learn Whether they were sus- tained by faith in God or whether they have been trusting in "uncertain riches." * * * Trust Silver dollars that bear the inscription "In G<^ we trust," may be a consolation to us while we can jingle them in our pockets, but it is necessaiy to have that inscription in our hearts when dollars become conspicuous by their absence. Discouragement While we are in the path of duty, fully realiz- ing our individual responsibility to God, every- thing that would discourage us and weaken our faith in God as our guide and support, even though it may come through our nearest and dear- est friends, must be met as Christ met Peter's well-meant reproof and admonition to self-pity,, knowing that they "savor not the things that be of God, but those that be of men." THOUGHTFUL PARAGRAPHS 191 Xife's School Life is a scliool; and if in some departments of this school harder lessons are given than in others, it may be some consolation to remember that lessons are usually assigned according to the standing and ability of the pupil. Surely our all- wise Teacher knows better What lessons we need and are able to learn than we do ourselves. If He expects much of us it is because He has entrusted us with many talents. 4: :(: 4: