GONE HENCE.

Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 5, Issue 197, 4 August 1916, Page 3 (Supplement)

GONE HENCE.

It was His will to take my life When its work was scarce began; Ere I could do a man's part in the strife. My work on earth was done. It hurt me sore that set decline In manhood's opening hours; The will and brain to dare and do was mine; But illness sapped one's powers; But in His Word I learnt each night Ere sleep closed on my eyes, To yield my will to him was life and light, And more than sacrifice. I can but tell you that I am Somewhere among the blest, Where never comes the jar of train or tram; But all is grateful rest. I'm tired and profound repose Enfolds me heart and brain, I ne'er again shall feel those breathless throes. Or the weary throbbing paiu."' Forever gone that fell disease That sapped my life away, And all about me breathes the mystic peace Of the silent dawn of day. But though at rest my soul doth grow. Enlarging with each hour; As I am known I somewhat learn to know The Wisdom, Love Power. Sometimes there comes an ecstasy. And with the spiritual eyes Walking adown the glimmering lawns I see The Lord of Paradise. At rest —but I do not forget The dear ones left behind; The trust and love that held us, holds us yet, And binds us heart and mind. Their prayers are mine, and mine are theirs At moon and glowing even, Until we all shall clifcib the golden stairs That leads from earth to heaven. —A.Y.T.