The Home Circle

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · May 13, 1889

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 15, No. 18.

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The Home Circle.

SONG FOR THE MARTHAS.

BY ONE OF THEM.
DROP your burden, just a minute, Lift your eyes and see the light; There's such grace and glory in it, To a Heaven-anointed sight. Do not be forever toiling For this poor earth's shining sands, Letting all the peace and gladness Slip through weary, aching hands. Gather loving friends around you, Make them glad with words of praise, Keep not all the shining treasure Hoarded for the latter days. Get a little inspiration From the sunshine and the dew, Let the shining stars of heaven Sift a little glory through. Care will never heal the heart-ache, Gold can never save from sin; Stores of rich and shining treasure Heal the deadly thirst within. Hear the blessings on the lilies, Frail and idle, low and sweet, Sit awhile with gentle Mary, Listening at the Master's feet. —N. Y. Observer.