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Prison Poetry

Guilt's Queries and Truth's Replies.

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BY HARRISON.

GUILT.

Will the fountain of life, now bathed in tears, Ebb and flow ten weary years? Will the soul escape the horrible blight That stalks in prison's gruesome night?

TRUTH.

Trust, weary one, alone in Me; Living or dead, thou shalt be free From prison blight and sin's alarms, While closely nestling in my arms.

GUILT.

Will the absent ones I love the best 'Neath heaven's smile serenely rest? Will every branch of the family tree Still bud and bloom till I am free?

TRUTH.

If they lean upon my breast I will give thy loved ones rest; If death a single jewel steal Heaven its presence it shall reveal.

GUILT.

While prayers ascend from sacred fane Shall penitent tears be shed in vain? Will Christ ascend to a prison cell And deign in a convict heart to dwell?

TRUTH.

None will I spurn who pardon crave— I came on earth the lost to save: He loves the most whose debt is large— That soul is heaven's peculiar charge.

GUILT.

If ever again I shall be free Will the wreck of my life still haunted be? Will the much loved friends in the days of yore Spurn me from their open door?

TRUTH.

Those who bathe in Calvary's stream Sin regard as a hideous dream; My children clothed in white by me A welcome meet where'er they be.

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