QUO VADIS? by WILLIAM ARTHUR DUNKERLEY

Peter, outworn,
And menaced by the sword,
Shook off the dust of Rome;
And, as he fled,
Met one, with eager face,
Hastening cityward.
And, to his vast amaze,
It was the Lord.

@3"Lord, whither goest Thou?"@1
He cried, importunate;
And Christ replied, --
@3"Peter, I suffer loss.
I go to take thy place,
To bear thy cross."@1

Then Peter bowed his head,
Discomforted;
There at the Master's feet,
Found grace complete,
And courage, and new faith,
And turned -- with Him,
To Death.

So we, --
Whene'er we fail
Of our full duty,
Cast on Him our load, --
On Him who suffered sore for us,
On Him who frail flesh wore for us,
On Him who all things bore for us, --
On Christ, the Lord.

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