  LAST WORDS OF SAMUEL A. PURDIE From the charm of idle pleasure, From Ambition's siren song, From the rush for earthly treasure Of the busy, careless throng; In the dawn of life's fair morning "Yea, I come," his heart made answer, "Paradise will pay for all." On through years of toil and struggle Walked he, faithful to his word; Blameless life and kind entreaty Leading many to the Lord. Meeting dangers, bearing burdens Well might stoutest heart appal; But to every doubt replying, "Paradise will pay for all." Now at eve, toil-spent and weary, Pierced with pain the pilgrim lay; Watching still with faith triumphant For the dawn of brighter day. Then upon his ear there falleth Once again the Master's call: "Come up higher." "Yea," he answers, "Paradise will pay for all." |
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