As strangers, glad for this good in,
Where nobler wayfarers have been;
Yet asking but a little rest:
Earth may not keep her spirit-guest.
As those whom no entangling bond
Must draw from life and love beyond:
Strangers to all that lures astray
From one plain path, the homeward way.
How must the pilgrim’s load be borne?
With staggering limbs, and look forlorn?
His Guide chose all that load within:
There’s need of everything, but sin.
So, trusting Him whose love he knows,
Singing along the road he goes;
And nightly of his burden makes
A pillow till the morning breaks.
How thinks the pilgrim of his way?
As wanderers homesick and astray?
The starlight and the dew he sees;
He feels the blessing of the breeze;
The valley-shades, how cool and still!
What splendor from the beetling hill!
He longs to go; he loves to stay;
For God is both his Home and Way.
Strangers to sin! beloved of God!
Ye track with heaven-light earth’s mean sod;
For, pilgrims dear, HE walks with you,
A Guide, – but once a Pilgrim too.
(Lucy Larcom)
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