On Her 91st Birthday

Lines addressed to Mr3. Justen Hyett. Thy days will soon be numbered with the past, Tired, travelling on through trials, toil and tears, While evening twilight thou art nearing fast, Beneath the weight of one and ninety years. But thou hast nothing in the end to iear. Led on. upholden by the Savior's hand; A little further and thy journeying hcre, Will bring thee safely to the better land,- In which that city is. within whose gatcs Of pearl, long sought by thse, abides sweet rest ; There angels of thy King. each watching waits To greet thee first, an honored, welcome guest. Those gates on golden hinges open wide, Where through inspiring visions feast the ages, While glad hosannas to the crucified, To ecsucy in adoration rise. Keepheart.though long ard rough the toilsome road, Just one step more will end thy sojourn hei e, And bear thee wither is that biest abode, Whose walls are jasper, and as crystal, clear. w.