The Stundist in Siberian Exile AND OTHER POEMS, William Fetler, 1922

words, they also Did not succeed. The words were just the same words The Master used— But I was still in trouble. Unloosed and bruised. And then I heard the Master's " Come unto Me! I, I alone, can help you And set you free I Child, leave Me all your burdens, Leave and believe— Tell Me your inmost longings And then —receive ! ” Hail ! Thus I ceased my trying — He does instead ; My heart is fixed for ever, Calm is my head. For spirit, soul and body He doth supply — We have an understanding, My Lord and I ! January n, 1920. “ BLESSED ARE THE MEEK ” 39 “BLESSED ARE THE MEEK ” Matthew v. 5. The nations rage, the rulers fight, And all proclaim that might is right ; Intrigues are used by small and great, And hearts are full of bitter hate : But in the vale and on the peak, God seeks the meek. Sharp sounds are heard on every side, Our homes are oft indwelt by pride ; We try to save our life and name— We will insist upon our fame : But while with bitterness we speak— God loves the meek. God loves to dwell in simple hearts— To meek ones He His grace imparts ; Commit into His hands thy ways, Trust in His goodness all thy days : Then rest in peace, though poor and weak— God crowns the meek ! January 14, 1920. 40 CALVARY CALVARY Go to Calvary, my brother. Where for you the Saviour bled. There He fought the world's worst battle, There He bruised the serpent's head. And the great Goliath vanquished— All the Philistines must flee : If you want complete deliv'rance— Go to Calvary ! Dwell on Calvary, my brother, Pitch thereon your pilgrim's tent— There's the new Shekinah glory With the veil asunder rent. Crucified by faith with Jesus, We are now for ever free : If you want to dwell in safety— Dwell on Calvary ! Stay on Calvary, my brother, While around storms never cease; Hosts of darkness rule unhindered— There alone is lasting peace. With the Father, Son and Spirit Holy fellowship have we : If you want the joy that's perfect— Stay on Calvary ! January 23, 1920. FELLOWSHIP WITH JESUS 4i FELLOWSHIP WITH JESUS I thank Thee for the sweetness of Thy presence. Thy fellowship which satisfies my soul! Thou art my joy, my light and my salvation ; Thou, sweetest Jesus, art my All in all ! How lone I was when, Lord, I did not know Thee ! How weak was I, without Thy presence near ! Now Thou dost come to dwell in me for ever— Ills, doubts and anguish wholly disappear ! O Jesus ! Lover, Chief among ten thousand, I know I’m Thine—Thy blood has made me so ! I am redeemed, and freed from sin for ever. Now in its place Thy holiness will grow. February 19, 1919. FOLLOWING THE LAMB 42 FOLLOWING THE LAMB Let me for ever be one of those Who follow the Lamb wherever He goes ! There is no pleasure nor purpose for me But, Chiefest among ten thousand, in Thee ! Thou hast captured my soul by Thy l