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Poem October 14, 1926

Pocahontas Times

Marlinton, Huntersville, Pocahontas County, West Virginia

What is this article about?

A reflective poem on roses killed by frost, using them as a metaphor for living faithfully and trustingly in God, without fear of death, and describing a heavenly land of eternal bloom without suffering. Attributed to 'An Invalid near Lobelia'.

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I looked out this morning to see the flower beds

And all the sweet roses were hanging their heads,

Old Jack Frost had laid his cold hand on their brow

And there are no roses to smile at me now,

But still I can see them as bravely they stood,

Loving and serving and trusting their God;

Fearing not ill which upon them might fall.

Faithful and willing to give Him their all,

Oh if I only could live every day

Like the sweet flowers just taken away:

Faithful and trustful and hopeful and brave

There would be nothing to fear at the grave.

There is a land where the flowers ever bloom,

Where there's no nightfall, winter or gloom,

Where there's no suffering, sickness or pain,

Where there's no losses, but eternal gain.

An Invalid near Lobelia

What sub-type of article is it?

Hymn

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Moral Virtue Death Mourning

What keywords are associated?

Frost Roses Faithful Living Trusting God Eternal Gain Heavenly Land

What entities or persons were involved?

An Invalid Near Lobelia

Poem Details

Author

An Invalid Near Lobelia

Key Lines

Old Jack Frost Had Laid His Cold Hand On Their Brow Loving And Serving And Trusting Their God; Oh If I Only Could Live Every Day Like The Sweet Flowers Just Taken Away: There Is A Land Where The Flowers Ever Bloom,

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