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The Judgment.
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And I made answer, “O Lord, I am afraid.”And the voice ceased.I rose up and turned away,Moving along the well-worn pathTo my own home.But the ground was all stainedAs with the steps of feet that bled;And I knew Who was before me,Knew the love and the sorrow;And fear fell from me like a garment,And I girt my robes about me,And fled after Him—whither I could not tell;Only it was the way that He had gone.

Mary E. Richmond

CLXVII.

The Judgment.

To thunder-sounds last night I had a dream Of going up before God’s Judgment Seat, Along a great and wide gold-paven street,And by the fount that feeds the crystal stream;On dome and turret the red lightning’s gleam Made vengeful lights, and my reluctant feet Fain would have stayed where angels come and meetWorld-weary ones that Love and Death redeem.
No throng of spirits filled the Judgment Hall, No king in purple and in gold array,
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