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<h2>The World is Growing Old</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> I AM so weary, Master dear, So very weary of the road That I have travelled, year by year, Bearing along life’s heavy load, It is so long, it is so steep, This highway leading to the skies, And shadows now begin to creep, And sleep lies heavy on my eyes. </div> <div class="stanza"> I am so weary, Master dear, So very weary of the road, I pray I may be very near That snow-white City built of God, Where pain and heart-ache have not strayed, Where nought is known but peace and rest, Where thy dear hands have ready made A place for e’en the humblest guest. </div> <div class="stanza"> But come thou closer, Master dear, My weakness makes me sore dismayed, O, let me whisper in thine ear, For I am troubled and afraid. What if my soul its way should miss Between this and the world above,{23} And never share the perfect bliss Provided by thy tender love? </div> <div class="stanza"> But lo, He speaketh at my side So close I feel His shelt’ring touch, “Thou art my guest, can harm betide One called of me, and known as such? Dear child, the journey is not long, Thy heart need not to fear or shrink An opening door, an angel’s song— Oh, heaven is nearer than you think! </div> </div></div> <ANTIMG src="images/deco.png" width-obs="25" alt="[Decorative image unavailable.]" /> {24} <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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