Empty Arms

God's blessing on the stal wart arne That hold their labor duty, And bear the burdens of the boor With cheerfnlness and beauty. All honor to the willing arma That lift the poor and lowly. And teach ns by their kindliness A lesson pure and holy. And raptnres for the glowing arma That clasp with loving sweeUieatt, A world of joy and tend6Tnesa In beautiful completeness. And rest unto the weary arma That after pining sadness Twine round our dear returning ones. And thrill again with gladnessl Bnt sorrow for the longing arms Vhere hopes, like birds, have nested; God's pity for the empty arms Where daxling ones have rested!