R3146-45 Poem: “In My Name”

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“There were only two or three of us
Who came to the place of prayer—
Came in the teeth of a driving storm;
But for that we did not care,
Since after our hymns of praise had risen,
And our earnest prayers were said,
The Master Himself was present there
And gave us the living bread.

“We noted his look in each other’s face,
So loving, and glad, and free:
We felt his touch when our heads were bowed,
We heard his ‘Come to Me!’
Nobody saw him lift the latch,
And none unbarred the door;
But ‘Peace’ was his token in every heart,
And how could we ask for more?

“Each of us felt the relief from sin,
Christ’s purchase for one and all;
Each of us dropped his load of care,
And heard the heavenly call;
And over our spirits a blessed calm
Swept in from the Jasper Sea,
And strength was ours for the toil of life
In the days that were yet to be.

“It was only a handful gathered in
To that little place of prayer.
Outside were struggle and strife and sin,
But the Lord himself was there.
He came to redeem the pledge he gave—
Wherever his loved ones be,
To give his comfort and joy to them,
Though they count but two or three.”


— February 1, 1903 —