0.0 – Christian Science Publication Contents Mary Baker Eddy Chapter Category: Book Beg Pg#: 48 Type: Book Beg Line#: 1 Series: Other Writings End Pg#: 50 Book: Poems End Line#: 24 Section: - NA Total Pgs: 3 Chapter #: 31 Chapter Title: Meeting of my Departed Mother and Husband Topics: Tags: View/Download: available later Description: Text Content: 48 Poems by Mary Baker Eddy MEETING OF MY DEPARTED MOTHER AND HUSBAND 1 JOY for thee, happy friend! thy bark is past 3 The dangerous sea, and safely moored at last — Beyond rough foam. 6 Soft gales celestial, in sweet music bore — Spirit emancipate for this far shore — Thee to thy home. 9 "You've traveled long, and far from mortal joys, To Soul's diviner sense, that spurns such toys, 12 Brave wrestler, lone. Now see thy ever-self; Life never fled; Man is not mortal, never of the dead: 15 The dark unknown. "When hope soared high, and joy was eagle- plumed, 18 Thy pinions drooped; the flesh was weak, and doomed To pass away. 21 But faith triumphant round thy death-couch shed Poems by Mary Baker Eddy 49 1 Majestic forms; and radiant glory sped The dawning day. 3 "Intensely grand and glorious life's sphere, — Beyond the shadow, infinite appear Life, Love divine, — 6 Where mortal yearnings come not, sighs are stilled, And home and peace and hearts are found 9 and filled, Thin...e, ever thine. "Bearest thou no tidings from our loved on 12 earth, The toiler tireless for Truth's new birth All-unbeguiled? 15 Our joy is gathered from her parting sigh: This hour looks on her heart with pitying eye, — 18 What of my child?" "When, severed by death's dream, I woke to Life, 21 She deemed I died, and could not know the strife At first to fill 24 That waking with a love that steady turns 50 Poems by Mary Baker Eddy 1 To God; a hope that ever upward yearns, Bowed to His will. 3 "Years had passed o'er thy broken household band, When angels beckoned me to this bright land, 6 With thee to meet. She that has wept o'er thee, kissed my cold brow, 9 Rears the sad marble to our memory now, In lone retreat. "By the remembrance of her loyal life, 12 And parting prayer, I only know my wife, Thy child, shall come — Where farewells cloud not o'er our ransomed 15 rest — Hither to reap, with all the crowned and blest, Of bliss the sum. 18 "When Love's rapt sense the heartstrings gently sweep With joy divinely fair, the high and deep, 21 To call her home, She shall mount upward unto purer skies; We shall be waiting, in what glad surprise, 24 Our spirits' own!" Read more