refresh the wearied mind.
Some one where the lights are shining,
Knows that you are very near;
Some one waits to bid you welcome,
And invites to rest and cheer.
Some one loves you; all life’s crosses,
Which have seemed so hard to bear,
Are forgiven and forgotten,
When you see the home lights fair.
Some one knows that you are weary,
Some one waits to clasp your hand;
Some one watches near the home lights,
Who will surely understand.
Footsteps falter now no longer
O’er the distant homeward way;
There’s a message in the home lights,
At the close of busy day.
When the work of life is over,
And the weary hours are past,
Home lights, in Eternal glory,
Satisfy the soul at last.
Tho’ earth’s trials have been many,
And the world unkind has been,
Lights of Home dispel life’s burdens,
Christ will bid you:—“Enter in.”
Some One, where the lights are shining,
Waits to give your soul release;
Some One waits to bid you welcome,
You shall find both rest and peace.
Some One loves you; all life’s crosses,
Which once seemed so hard to bear,
Are forgotten in the glory
Of the Christ, who greets you there.
Some One knows that you are weary,
Some One gently takes your hand;
Some One knows your every weakness,
He—the Christ—will understand.
Footsteps falter now no longer,
O’er the weary earthly way;
There’s a message in the Home lights,
At the close of life’s brief day.
Thus on earth, and thus in Heaven,
Gleam the distant home lights fair;
Some one waits and some one watches,—
Some one here and Some One there.
Blessed home lights! May they ever
Shine for you and shine for me,
In the shadows of earth’s journey
And through all Eternity.
CLOUDS AND COMFORT
Tho’ clouds arise, in fairest skies,
And sunlight glories steal away;
Tho’ snow-flakes fall, on roof and wall,
Till all the world is chill and gray;
Yet why complain? The earth shall gain
An added glory from on high,
For rain and snow that fall below
Will bring more sunshine by and by.
Tho’ doubts we find, within the mind,
And hope and pleasure steal away;
Tho’ trials fall, to one and all,
Till life itself looks cold and gray;
Yet why despair? God has a care,
And He will comfort while we sigh,
For griefs and tears, within the years,
Will bring more blessings by and by.
ACTION
Action is the golden key
That unlocks doors to set us free;
Thro’ which the trusting heart that sings
Shall find it’s way to better things.
“FOR YOU I AM PRAYING.”
When the hush of early morning
Ushers in the sunbeams fair,
And another day is dawning,
’Tis for you, I breathe a prayer.
Somewhere—all my love confessing
Ere the busy day is here—
You will need the morning blessing,
While the angels hover near.
Tho’ I hear not what you’re saying,
And I know not where you are,
Yet for you I shall be praying,
While the sunbeams fade the star.
When the moon-beams softly stealing
Thro’ my windows come to play,
And in robe of white I’m kneeling,
’Tis for you I fondly pray.
Somewhere—all my love confessing
Ere I close my eyes in sleep—
You will need the evening blessing,
While the angels guard and keep.
Tho’ I may not share your pleasure,
And I may not know your care,
Yet while God’s great love of treasure,
I shall breathe your name in prayer.
SINCERITY
To self and to God be loyal and true,
Fear not what others may say or may do,
But what at best you appear;
Gird on your armor and stand for the right,
Honest in purpose and earnest in might,
Then shall your soul be sincere.
Banish each doubt and deception and dream,
Be the real saint that to others you seem,
Dare to face tempters alone;
Lift up your banner and fear not the foe,
Valiant in service wherever you go,
Sincerity claimeth her own.
THE VEILED FUTURE
A baby played beside a covered well,
And peeping thro’ he saw the waters clear;
He clapped his hands, enchanted by the spell,
And knew not that the Reaper hovered near.
The sunlight flooded all the summer sky,
A little bird sang sweetly from her nest;
While troubled waters hushed his piteous cry
The baby soul had found it’s perfect rest.
A woman stood among the flowers fair
And ’neath her bridal veil she blushed unseen;
She said: “I will,” and breathed a silent prayer
And