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Poem June 23, 1829

Rhode Island American And Providence Gazette

Providence, Providence County, Rhode Island

What is this article about?

A devotional poem addressing Christians facing poverty, exile from home, and the strife of mature life, urging them to rejoice in faith, appreciate God's creation, love others as family, remain active and cheerful, and prepare for heavenly rest.

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Art thou a Christian? Though thy cot
Be small, and poverty thy lot,
Rejoice : thy Saviour bent to know
The ills of want, the cares of woe :
And to the faithful poor hath given
The rich inheritance of heaven.

Art thou a Christian doomed to roam,
Far from thy friends and native home?
Look round on valley, hill and plain,
Cliffs crown'd with trees, and fields with grain;
View nature's charms, and busy man,
And tell me, midst the varied plan,
What hast thou mark'd or what survey'd
That God, thy Father, hath not made?

Then love his works, and love to trace
His semblance in a stranger's face;
Call each sweet spot a home to thee,
And every man God's family.

Art thou a Christian, mid the strife
Of years mature, and busy life ?
Be active; for the race is short,
Thy bark is hastening to the port.
Be cheerful; holy angels bear
An antidote for all thy care;
And let no pangs disturb a breast,
Prepared for everlasting rest.

Anon.

What sub-type of article is it?

Hymn Ode

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Moral Virtue

What keywords are associated?

Christian Consolation Poverty Faith Exile Nature Gods Creation Heavenly Rest Moral Encouragement

What entities or persons were involved?

Anon.

Poem Details

Author

Anon.

Subject

Consolation For Christians In Poverty, Exile, And Busy Life

Form / Style

Rhymed Quatrains

Key Lines

Art Thou A Christian? Though Thy Cot Be Small, And Poverty Thy Lot, Rejoice : Thy Saviour Bent To Know The Ills Of Want, The Cares Of Woe : Art Thou A Christian Doomed To Roam, Far From Thy Friends And Native Home? Then Love His Works, And Love To Trace His Semblance In A Stranger's Face; Be Active; For The Race Is Short, Thy Bark Is Hastening To The Port.

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