"Blessed are they"

FLORENCE CORNELL TERRY

Behold a room and ten men gathered there,
With doors fast shut because they feared the Jews,
Who had but three days earlier crucified
The loved companion who had talked with them
As ne'er man talked before; had healed the sick,
Raised up the dead, and cheered the sorrowing!

And now, to-day, had Mary come to them—
The Magdalen, whom he long since had saved
From sin and shame, and said that he, the Master,
Was risen from the grave; had talked with her,
And sent by her a message unto them.

And so they waited there expectantly,
Half fearing that it was an idle tale,
When suddenly a light shone round about
And Jesus stood among them stretching out
His wounded hands, and saying unto them:
Peace, peace, be unto you! And thus they learned
That love had triumphed over hate; that death
Had vanquished been within the narrow tomb.

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