Put your hand in His, put all your troubles off on
His shoulders, trust Him, and follow where He leads you, and nothing
can harm you. Don't be afraid. He will lead you to a home, and love
and happiness such as no one could know in this world, where we are
all so weak and full of faults."
"Home! Will it seem like home?" she asked, timidly.
"I'll soon be at home, over there,
For the end of my journey I see,
Many dear to my heart over there
Are watching and waiting for me,
Over there, over there,
I'll soon be at home over there."
sang Huldah, softly. The flame died down, and left the room very
dim, but still the three sat on, silent, thoughtful. Miss Rose sat
between them, holding a hand of each.
"I expect 'twas Him as led me back to Huldah," said the weak voice,
presently.
"Yes, dear. He was bringing you together, that all might be made
happy between you."
"I am very glad He did. 'Twas more'n I deserved--after the way I'd
treated one of His."
Huldah threw herself across the bed, her arms thrown round the dying
woman. "Aunt Emma--Aunt Emma, don't! That's all forgotten.
I deserved what I got. It's all over now; don't let's remember it
any more!"
"Will you tell--Him you've forgiven me?"
"Yes, oh yes; but He knows, there's no need to tell Him.
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