| The Every Day of Life |
Chapter 8 |
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Not otherwise can we conceive of our mission as followers of Christ. We must follow him in self-denial and sacrifice, in the true laying of our life upon the altar of love. It is this that the world needs today -the life of Christ repeated in the lives of his people, in lowly services that shall fill the earth with the fragrance of love, and carry blessing into every nook and corner of it. Not long shall he be with us an Unseen Savior.
We shall soon go to be with him.
“A little while, with tides of dark and night,
The moon shall fill;
Glad summer’s glow be changed to shrouding white
And winter’s chill.
A little while shall tender, winsome flowers
In beauty blow;
And ceaselessly, through shade and many hours,
Death’s harvest grow.
A little while shall tranquil planet speed
Round central flame;
New empires spring and pass, new names succeed
And lapse from fame.
A little while shall cold star tapers burn
Through time’s brief night;
Then shall my soul’s beloved One return
With dayspring bright.
How oft in golden dreams I see him stand,
I list his voice,
As, winning largess from his lifted hand
The poor rejoice.
But waking bears that vision dear away,
My better part,
And leaves in me this pale and empty day,
This longing heart.
I cannot see thee, but I love thee! Oh,
Thine eyes, that read
The deepest secrets of the spirit, know
‘Tis love indeed.
A little while; but ah! How long it seems;
My Jesus, come,
Surpass the rapture of my sweetest dreams,
And take me home.”
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