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Fully Ripe

( Originally Published Early 1900's )

"Thou shalt come to thy grave in a full age, like as a shock of corn cometh in his season."óJob v. 26.

LONG standing in the Master's field,
Fed daily by his sun and dew,
Eager its best return to yield,
To perfect symmetry it grew :
The storm swept over it in vain,
Nor frost could blight its noonday heat,
Till, a fair shock of golden grain,
It stood in perfectness complete,
Fully ripe.

Men saw, and gave to God the praise,
Who smiled well pleased, and passed it by,
Till in these later autumn days
Its garner was prepared on high ;
Then came the Reaper down at morn,
Softly as feathery snow-flakes come,
To gather in the golden corn,
And bear the precious harvest home,
Fully ripe.

Ah ! but the field is brown and bare,
And heaven's great gain we grieve to ose,
For in our eyes 'twas wondrous fair,
While fitting for the Master's use ;
And for the place left desolate,
We needs must weep yet thanks be given,
The treasure that we found so great
Was for a better place in heaven,
Fully ripe.

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