Four Questions


in the Form of a Poem

 
 

"What is this that thou hast done,

Eve, the mother of all living?"
Down to me the curse has run,
Death from thy one act receiving.
Only God could comprehend
All the horrors now before thee,
And in love He did intend,
By His dying to restore thee.


"Whence at thou, and whither bound?"

Hagar heard the kindly query,
As she gazed the desert round,
Lost and hopeless, lone and weary.
Lord, I am a wandering sheep,
Lost my home through disobeying;
Call me, guide me, feed and keep,
Or I'll into hell be straying.


"Who is this" the prophet cried,

coming from the fields of Edom?"
He who for His people died,
Paid the ransom for their freedom.
All the curse He bore away,
Death by His own defeated,
And the resurrection day
Proved salvation's work completed.


"What are these arrayed in white?

Whence came they to this fair heaven?"
Out of sore affliction's fight,
Washed, and all their sins forgiven.
John beheld them with their God,
Paul was given a glimpse before him,
"God with us" marked out the road
To that place where all adore him.


(Author Unknown)