A Lovely Old Poem

Well, I haven't added much here lately...have been quite busy. However, I came across this poem in an old, old family devotional book by an anonymous writer...very simple, but very profound. Also, the poem forms a special shape...can you see it? It's the story of the cross. Be Blessed!

Blest they who seek

While in their youth, 

With spirit meek, 

The way of Truth. 

To them the Sacred Scriptures now display 

Christ as the only true and living way; 

His precious blood on Calvary was given
To make them heirs of bliss in heaven. 

An e'en on earth the child of God can trace

The blessings of his Saviour's grace. 

For them He bore

His Father's frown; 

For them He wore

The thorny crown; 

Nailed to the cross, 

endured its pain,
That His life's loss 

Might be their gain. 

Then haste to choose 

That better part,

Nor e'en refuse 

The Lord thy heart, 

Lest He declare, 

"I know you not,"

And deep despair

Should be your lot. 

Now look to Jesus, who on Calvary died

And trust on Him who there was crucified! 

Anonymous 

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Taken from Bible Readings for the Home Circle, volume 1, Warburton, Vic, Australia: Signs Publishing Company, p. 147 (year unknown...but obviously very old...most likely in the late 1800s).