The New Zealand Evangelist
Lines On The Death Of A Bridesmaid
Lines On The Death Of A Bridesmaid.
O wise and beauteous virgin,—whose pure lamp,
Burnt brightest when the crowd around thee deemed
Thy Lord delayed his coming.—Thou art gone
And entered on thy rest. Thy marriage feast
Was fixed in Heaven;—for perishable earth
Was all unworthy of thee, and thy Lord
Desired thy presence. How must thou look,
In pity upon those that here remain,
Treading the wilderness of earth, where thorns,
And briars, and thistles choke the narrow path,
That leads to Zion! O'er the loving band
Of thine own kindred may thy spirit rest,
Exalt, and stimulate their flagging zeal,
And turn their grief to joy.