The Quiet Living for God
By C. Pelmulder
Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labors; and their works do follow them. Rev. 14: 13. We mourn the death of those whose lives are ending
Upon the forefront of the battle-ground,
Boldly the triumphs of the cross extending,
And build a monument beside their mound. Yet oftentimes nobler one has lived in quiet,
As wild flowers bloom where silent waters lave,
Whose life was only known to those near by it,
While oft no slab e'en marks the lonely grave. Somehow the life of one sincerely living
The Christ-life here, midst enemies and friends—
The life of kindness, charity, and giving—
Is missed most sadly when, alas, it ends. They're laid away, their life and labors ended;
And tho upon no stately shaft expressed,
Their works with others' lives have so been blended
That these do follow them, altho they rest.