Classic Poem

Thou gladst my heart but not with oil and wine,
But that Thou dost forgive me when I sin;
And in thy son would make me wholly thine,
That I may find his peace and love within;
Still may I more and more find peace with Thee,
Who hath from infancy my footsteps led;
Till, by his love, from sin and death made free
My feet at length thy heavenly courts shall tread;
Where he a mansion has for me prepared,
With those who trod his thorny path before,
Who have with him thy house already shared,
And at his feast the marriage garment wore;
Oh may I see them when my work is done,
Like them a faithful servant of thy son.