FELLOWSHIP.
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But when on earth no cloudless skies were Thine,
No Eden bloomed for Thee—
But noontide travel, and the midnight watch,
And dark Gethsemane.
No Eden bloomed for Thee—
But noontide travel, and the midnight watch,
And dark Gethsemane.
And shall I only to Emmaus walk
In goodly company,
And shun the woeful watch where Thou didst yearn
For human sympathy?
In goodly company,
And shun the woeful watch where Thou didst yearn
For human sympathy?
Silent I stand before Thee, for the way
Is strange, and steep, and rough;
Is this Thy fellowship, to "share Thy cup"?
Then, Lord, it is enough.
Is strange, and steep, and rough;
Is this Thy fellowship, to "share Thy cup"?
Then, Lord, it is enough.
Thy cup? Ah, Thou hast emptied it for me!
It only touched my lip;
Bat Thou dost grant that taste to every soul
That shares Thy fellowship.
It only touched my lip;
Bat Thou dost grant that taste to every soul
That shares Thy fellowship.
The children's lessons, often sadly conned,
Are seeds for future years,
And bear their bloom and fruit laid up for Thee,
Though watered with our tears.
Are seeds for future years,
And bear their bloom and fruit laid up for Thee,
Though watered with our tears.
The goal is almost won, the river passed,
And Paradise is nigh;
The shadow of Thy hand is o'er me cast,
Guarding me tenderly.
And Paradise is nigh;
The shadow of Thy hand is o'er me cast,
Guarding me tenderly.
