How The Gates Came Ajar

I. 'T was whlspered one mornlng In Heavei llow the liltlc ehild-angel jUay, ' In the simde of the great white portal, Sat sorrowlng uigiit and day. IIow she Bald to the statcly warden - He of the key umi bar - " O angel, sweet angel ! I pray you, Set the beautlfal gatea ajar, Ouly a little, 1 pray you, Set the beautiful gatea ajar ! il. "I eau Iicar my motlicr weeping ; She is louely ; she can not see A ellmmer oi' liglit ia the darkaess When the gatos sluit aller me. Oh ! turn me tlie key, sweet angel, Tlie splendor will shine so far!" But tlie waxdeo answered : "1 dare not Set tlie beanüful gates ajan" Spoke low and answered : " I dare not Set the beautiful gates ajar." ui. Theii p rose Sfary the IJ!e?sed, Sweet Mary, Mother oí Clirist : Her hand on the hand of the ángel She laid, and her touch suffleed. Turned was the key in the portal, Feil rhiging tlie golden bar; And lo ! in the little ehild's lingers Stood the beautiful gales ïjai' ! In the little cliild-aniiel's lingers Stood the beautiful gates ajar! IV. " And this key for no furtlier iisiiig, To my blessed Sou shall be given," Said ilary, Mother of Jesus - Tenderest heart in Ileaven. Now, never a sad-eyeil mother But muy catch the glöry afar ; Sincc safe in the Lord Christ's bosom, Are the keys of the gales ajar : Close bid in the ilear Christ's bosom, And the gates farmer ajar!