The Hidden Servants and Other Very Old Stories
In their joy such news to hear!

Then they all went forth and met him,

By their reverent love compelled:

Nevermore could one forget him,

Who that day his face beheld!

Wasted, worn, yet strong to aid them;

Peaceful, though by conflict tried;

Shining with a light that made them

Feel the Lord was by his side!

But it grieved their souls to see him

By that burden bowed and strained!

Many stretched their hands to free him,

Wondering what the sack contained.

"Why this burden?" one addressed him;

"All unfit for arms like thine!"

He, while yet the weight oppressed him,

Answered: "These are sins of mine.

"I must bear them all, my brother,

Ever with me while I go

On my way to judge another!


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