Classic Poem

DYING WORDS OF FRANCES E. WILLARD .

" How beautiful it is to be with God. "
Truer and sweeter words by dying lips
Than those above were never said,
Courage and hope and comfort, all, they brought
To those who mourned around your bed.

" How beautiful it is to be with God. "
For many years you realized this fact
Walking beside Him day by day
With unfeigned love along life's checkered way,
Having no other wish but to obey.

" How beautiful it is to be with God. "
Like you endeavoring hard to 'stablish right;
Helping seeds of kindness to sow,
Helping to cheer the lonely hearts, and bring
A ray of sunshine where you go.

" How beautiful it is to be with God. "
Lovingly to sympathize with those
Whose lives are saddened and to speak
In mild and gentle tones reproving oft
Our brothers who are wayward and weak.

" How beautiful it is to be with God. "
When life is closing fast and visions of
The mysterious future appear,
'Tis beautiful indeed amid the gloom
To feel, to know that He is near.

" How beautiful it is to be with God. "
Dear soul, we hope, we feel assured that you
In bliss unbounded now behold
Your dear Redeemer face to face and walk
With Him the City's streets of gold.