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Kids poemL: Emma's dream

Discussion in 'Quotes & Poems' started by Yours, May 5, 2016.

  1. My little contribution,
    With ready heart and hand,
    I gave, to send the Word of God
    To distant heathen land :
    And ere I went to rest that night,
    I kneeled to God in prayer,
    That he would change my gift to light
    For souls in darkness there.

    When I was lost in slumber,
    There seemed just o'er my bed,
    An angel child, with beaming brow
    And shining wings out-spread ;
    And stainless seemed the robe to flow
    About that lovely one,
    As lies a glowing sheet of snow
    Beneath the morning sun.

    A touch of golden glory
    Was on her wavy hair ;
    Her face, with rose-tint on the cheek.
    Was like the lily fair.
    And oh ! she sang a holy song,
    Which angels only know
    To sound in their adoring throng ;
    And never learnt below !

    She told a hasty story
    About her life on earth,
    When here a little dark Hindoor
    Of distant Indian birth ;
    That once her parents were of those
    Who God in Ganges deem,
    Where oft her babe the mother throws,
    An offering, on the stream :..

    But when the missions taught them
    To read the WORD, and pray
    To God in Heaven, through Jesus' name,
    Their gods were cast away ;
    That e'er she died, she loved to sing
    How Christ for her could die :
    And then he gave her spirit wing-
    To soar to him on high.

    I drew iny breath, to ask her
    About the joys above ;
    When silently she disappeared,
    With parting smile of love !
    Awaking then, I prayed for more
    That I might send away
    To shed upon some heathen shore
    The beams of gospel day.

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