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382 THE SHEPHERD AND HIS FLOCK.
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LX.—THE SHEPHEED AND HIS FLOCK.
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Up the steep and rocky mountain,
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all ; and what are paltry earthly pleasures and , y vanitiescompared to the welfare of immortal beings training" "for the , Better
Land ? Let us reverently consider these things , ere we are called
and some that dark the day treasure to find has that been we borne have , from been our unfaithful careless steward keeping s , , back to Him who gave it .
Cyntha _.
382 The Shepherd And His Flock.
382 THE SHEPHERD AND HIS FLOCK .
Lx.—The Shepheed And His Flock.
LX . —THE SHEPHEED AND HIS FLOCK .
Up The Steep And Rocky Mountain,
Up the steep and rocky mountain ,
. Wends the shepherd on his way ; Calls upon his flock to follow ,
But they tremblingly delay ; For the misty heights are o ' er them ,
And the path is mire and clay . Sweetlyon his lutethe shepherd
Plays , a strain the , weak to wile ; Stretches out his hands to help them
, Speaks all tenderly the while ; But the clouds drift o ' er the mountain ,
And they cannot see his smile . Comechildrencome" he calleth
" , my , , But the stones lie everywhere _^ ; And the thorns and briars beset them
, And the wild beast in his lair . So they turn them to the valley ,
Though no shepherd waits them there . Heupon the mountain ' s summit
Calls , unto them once again ; , But they say" The path is dreary ,
, Full of danger , full of pain . Oh ! we cannot pierce the darkness ,
And to scale the crags were vain . "
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Aug. 1, 1864, page 382, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01081864/page/22/
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