Heard (Henderson), Josephine D.
|THE DAY AFTER CONFERENCE.|
HOW quiet and how still to-day old Bethel's corners,
No boisterous clash of voices, no noisy gravel sound;
And those who came from Territory, Island or from State,
Who for the glorious cause of Christ came here to
Are gone -- and over Bethel hangs a quiet-like a pall,
And yet there seems to linger strange whisperings in her
Perhaps it's but the echo of the meeting that is o'er,
Or may be it's a gathering come from the heavenly shore;
Yet they are here and on each face there rests a saddened
As with their index finger they keep tally in a book.37They are gathering up the doings of the Conference that
They are making up reports that through eternity shall
And upon their heavenly faces comes anon a look of shame
As with terrible precision they record each member's
O ! ministers of Jesus, have your deeds been foul or fair?
If the roll were called in glory, could you guiltless answer
Could your soul in Jesus' presence, pure and clean and
Or should some foul stain on it condemn you to despair?
Shall your tongue shout glad hosannahs at the gathering
in of sheaves,
Or shall you empty-handed go, no fruit, but only leaves?
Shall the Master's loving smile assign you to a mansion
Or shall his angry voice appoint you to the realms of night?
Look well ! for these committees shall report all by and by,
Before the Great Archbishop in the Conference in the sky.