Whither wouldst thou, restless Spirit?
Why so ill content to stay?
Ne’er was night so long and gloomy,
But it yielded to the day.
Many a flower, yet unbudding,
On the winter stem will blow;
Many a myrtle wreath shall blossom
Yet to circle round thy brow.
Close the curtain that envelopes
Futurity’s untravell’d sphere;
Days of love and peace untroubled
May be treasur’d for thee there.
Wherefore should I wish to linger
Till returning joy be given?
Life can never know a morning
Bright as that which shines in heaven.
Earthly love is all too feeble
For the immortal spirit’s stay;
Friends the fondest should not keep me, –
Jesus loves me more than they!
Flowers of earth, the best and fairest,
Bloom upon a dying root;
Were my hopes e’en now in blossom,
I would not loiter for the fruit.
I would go where Jesus waits me,
I would be where Jesus is:
All too long have we been parted;
Let my spirit speed to his!
(Caroline Fry)
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