CHARITY COVERS A MULTITUDE OF SINS.
By Rebekah Smith
Could we love God with all the heart,
And as ourselves our neighbor,
'T would save disquietude and strife,
'T would save unpleasant labor. No prejudice would then be raised
Against a friend or brother;
'T would all be covered by the love
We'd feel for one another. Be wrongs all righted far as known,
In kindness and in love;
With confidence we then could claim
Assistance from above. I feel as done to me the wrong
My brother has to bear;
What e'er the cause, I'd help him rise,
And in his sufferings share. Think those above all others vile,
Who thus have gone astray?
Except we all repent we shall
Be likewise cast away. Those only who have overcome,
Who've been made white and tried,
Will through earth's final, closing scenes,
Be able to abide. He's coming through whose blood alone,
Our sins must be forgiven,
Through whom the victory we must gain,
Or be unmeet for Heaven. Too soon we cannot know we're saved,
And made in Christ complete,
In love all ready, waiting, stand,
Our coming Lord to meet. West Wilton, N. H., Dec. 5, 1871.