WORK by Mrs. M. F. Butts

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · March 3, 1885

FromAdvent Review and Sabbath Herald, Vol. 62, No. 9

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By Mrs. M. F. Butts

I did not know thee once; thou wert to me A cruel master, setting metes and bounds, And hedging me from the sweet pleasure grounds, Set thick with flowers, where I would fain be free. Among the roses then I did not see, With childish eyes, the thorns that since I've found; I heard no discord in the music's sound, And fancied life a day of jubilee. Now to thy gates I turn for all my peace; Shut safely in with thee, stern, trusty friend, I would not wander till my days shall end, And earthly work and earthly sorrows cease; And when at last thy harness I unbind, Thee in the home above I hope to find. —Mrs. M. F. Butts.