Taylor University - Ilium / Gem Yearbook (Upland, IN)

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i The following poem was written in his last days: AT REST In Faith ' s kindly builded palace Standing, I shall soon be blest; If I fail not on the threshold Of my long sought promised rest. God, Thou knowest what befits me; Portion Thou my weight of care ; Fit the burden to my shoulders ; For my heart the grief prepare- Then in Thy dear name I ' ll bear it, For Thou sendest what is best; And when burden-worn I languish Thou wilt send the weary rest. Rest, great soul, in Faith ' s kindly builded palace! We know thou didst not fail upon the threshold of thy long-sought promised rest. But if thou canst know our striving To sustain thy cherished plan, In the name of the true religion To make peace twixt God and man. Wilt thou not implore the Master, Who was poor Himself in life That He raise up friends to help us. Ere we faint beneath the strife? W 3 d iimuuwiii

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iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiimiiiiiiiiiiii ii by himself and by his first wife. The title is Sunday School Concerts. In 1883 he published a small volume of poems, called, from the chief long poem which it contains, Exodus and Other Poems. He continued to write hymns and poems to the last; these were used in his own publica- tions, in other religious papers, and some were used in hymn and song books. The following hymn was set to music by evangelist C. E. Rowley, at one time Professor of Music in the College at Ada, Ohio. Prof, and Mrs. Rowley, both good singers and musicians, sang this great hymn of- ten, and always to the great delight of their hearers. Notice Dr. Reade ' s fine poetic appreciation of God in nature. SK £5, GOD CARETH FOR ME join with the worshipping angels to sing Of God, our Creator, Preserver and King ; Transcendent in glory, in station most high, He dazzles with splendor the Sun in the Sky. All nature proclaims Him ; the outermost Star That hurries away on its mission afar, Chants abroad, as it flies o ' er the wondering Earth, The praises of God in the song of its birth. The sea shouts aloud to the cloud-cleaving hills, The Vales swell the song with the music of rills, The earth is His footstool, and heaven His throne ; God reigneth forever, He reigneth alone- His breath is the wind, and His robe is the light, His voice is the thunder, His shadow is night ; He rides on the tempest, He walks on the sea, Yet feedeth the sparrows, and careth for me. ii iiiiiiiiiminiiBmngnn p ne5ij™jt

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iiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiirmr iiiiiiiiniiiiiii Tm CAN TRUST I cannot know, with my weak, human sight, Why clouds of gloom arise, why darkness veils my eyes — Yet I know I shall triumph in the right, If I can trust. I know not why my path sometimes should be So hedged with dark despair, temptations to ensnare — But know that Jesus said Come, follow Me, And in Me trust. And when I go astray walking alone. If sunless hours are mine, Oh may I not repine — But looking through the clouds of Jesus ' throne, Still firmly trust. What though the cloudy, mystic veil, Hides from my feeble sight the future and the light — I know that truth and justice shall prevail, And still I trust. When sorrow stirs the fount of prayer and tears, I ' ll leave in God ' s strong hand all I can ' t understand — And calmly wait, resigned, for better years, And humbly trust. John H. Shilling. w 3 llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll M NlllfflUHWMT