A STAR of guidance o'er Life's troubled ocean, A sunbeam flashing tempest-clouds in twain, The wafted fragrance deepening, soul-emotion The benediction won from heights of pain. A voice familiar with melodious calling; A solemn adjuration from on High; A veiled and tender glory, earthward falling From unseen altars, 'neath eternal sky. Pathetic memories of a father's blessing, When thornless roses crowned the lifted head; The gentle touch of mother-hands caressing, Ere cypress paths to desert-wanderings led. All-conquering joy of new-found inspiration, That healing balm pours on the longing breast; The life ennobles that in consecration Keeps evermore the day of holy rest. A DAUGHTER OF JUDAH. |