EASTER

ISABEL SHERRICK WARDELL.

This Easter morn, O Son of God,
Abide with me;
For shadows fall from the dark cross
On Calvary
Upon my path; and Love alone
Can make them flee.

I will not doubt as did those two
Who walked with thee;
Nor weep, if blinded eyes at first
Refuse to see;
But patience learn of thee, and sweet
Humility.

Teach me, O Christ, this Easter morn,
To think no ill;
To love for hate, to climb more meek
Each rugged hill;
To take my cross and follow thee,
As God shall will.

Shed on my path this Easter morn
The light divine
That o'er the shadow of the cross
Did brightly shine,—
So shall Christ's resurrection morn
This day be mine.