Classic Poem

Who sent me the picture depictive of Isaiah xi.


Jesus loves you! so does mother:
Glad thy Eastertide:
Loving God and one another,
You in Him abide.
Ours through Him who gave you to us,--
Gentle as the dove,
Fondling e'en the lion furious,
Leading kine with love.

Father, in Thy great heart hold them
Ever thus as Thine!
Shield and guide and guard them; and, when
At some siren shrine
They would lay their pure hearts' off'ring,
Light with wisdom's ray--
Beacon beams--athwart the weakly,
Rough or treacherous way.

Temper every trembling footfall,
Till they gain at last--
Safe in Science, bright with glory--
Just the way Thou hast:
Then, O tender Love and wisdom,
Crown the lives thus blest
With the guerdon of Thy bosom,
Whereon they may rest!

Pleasant View, Concord, N. H.