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POEMS.
Bearing thy weight of woe,
Stay not to weep;
Firm be thy tread,
Though rugged the road,
Planting thy feet
In the footprints of God.
Courage, my soul!
Stay not to weep;
Firm be thy tread,
Though rugged the road,
Planting thy feet
In the footprints of God.
Courage, my soul!
Who would come after me,
Thus saith the Word,
Let him deny himself.
Gird on the sword;
Arm for the upward march,
Battling with foes,
Though he sweat drops of blood,
Onward he goes.
Courage, my soul!
Thus saith the Word,
Let him deny himself.
Gird on the sword;
Arm for the upward march,
Battling with foes,
Though he sweat drops of blood,
Onward he goes.
Courage, my soul!
Simon of Cyrene,
Where art thou now?
Gleams not the conqueror's
Crown on thy brow?
Light from its radiant points,
Streams it not back?
Shedding a halo
Over life's track!
Courage, my soul!
Where art thou now?
Gleams not the conqueror's
Crown on thy brow?
Light from its radiant points,
Streams it not back?
Shedding a halo
Over life's track!
Courage, my soul!