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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=550090" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dedicated To Dr. W. H. Sheppard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">[The returned missionary, who spent twenty years in Africa.]<br>On, on to the darkest continent,<br>As the Adriatic sailed,<br>In Eighteen Hundred and Ninety,<br>Many sad good-byes were wailed.<br>When two brave sons left their homes,<br>Their kindred, yea their blood,<br>To wade in Africa's unknown,<br>And overwhelming flood.<br>A caucasian and a negro,<br>United heart and soul,<br>Bound for Ethiopia's soil,<br>Yea Africa's distant goal.<br>As from the New York shore<br>The steamer slowly starts,<br>Sheppard and Lapsley bade good-bye<br>To sad but anxious hearts.<br>On, on, as the steamer glides,<br>'Mid the rippling water's whirl,<br>On to the wild and savage land,<br>The darkest in the world.<br>Yet, in that darkened land<br>Were millions, yea unfed,<br>Who never had been told<br>Of Christ the living bread.<br>But God had sent a message,<br>To these men so brave,<br>To go in Ethiopia's land,<br>And try these souls to save.<br>Gladly they heeded His command,<br>To go 'mid danger and strife,<br>And work in that distant land,<br>Yes, at the cost of life.<br>And so in Ethiopia's wild,<br>These two men so brave,<br>Prayed for Ethiopia's child,<br>Struggling a soul to save.<br>For weeks, yes, months they struggled,<br>Working day and night,<br>Until at last, how happy,—<br>There came a ray of light.<br>One soul had come to Christ,<br>One made to understand,<br>The blessed Savior's voice,<br>And heed to His command.<br>These leaders true and brave,<br>Prayed to Him on high a prayer,<br>To thank Him for this blessing,<br>And for His tender care.<br>But ere many months had passed.<br>There came a sad, sad day,<br>A cloud o'er Africa's land was cast,<br>For one had passed away.<br>A leader now was gone,<br>One whom they did love,<br>Rev. Lapsley had been called<br>To that home above.<br>His comrade also missed him,<br>For he was left alone,<br>To dwell in Ethiopia's land,<br>Afar from friends and home.<br>A work he had left unfinished,<br>Which he had resolved to do,<br>But Sheppard decided by God's aid<br>To carry the work on through.<br>So he started out one day,<br>With Africa's savage band,<br>Determined to make his way<br>To the Forbidden Land.*<br>Months they spent on the way,<br>To carry a ray of light<br>To Heathen who knew no day,<br>In a land where all was night.<br>After toiling daily,<br>With Ethiopia's sons,<br>Many were brought to Christ,<br>A victors crown was won.<br>They built a house of worship,<br>And toiled day after day,<br>Soon Ethiopia's sons<br>Had learned the narrow way.<br>They, too, began to preach,<br>And teach their fellowmen,<br>And for these blessings great<br>Their prayers did upward blend.<br>And in this land so dark,<br>Where never had been light,<br>The lame, in Christ, were made to walk.<br>The blind were given sight.<br>To Sheppard they gave great praise,<br>He'd ventured on their soil,<br>And Ethiopia's sons had raised<br>Thro' years of earnest toil.<br>For twenty years he struggled,<br>In Africa's darkened land,<br>Giving them the light<br>As they heeded his command.<br>Way off in Africa's land,<br>Let us in fancy look,<br>To see a heathen band,<br>Who'd never seen a book,—<br>Now preaching Christ and teaching,<br>With minds all free and bright,<br>All Hail to thee, oh Sheppard,<br>Who carried them the light.<br>A great work thou hast done,<br>To thee we give great praise,<br>Many laurels thou hast won<br>For thy remaining days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Maggie+Pogue+Johnson">Maggie Pogue Johnson</a><div class=q>
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On, on to the darkest continent,
As the Adriatic sailed,
In Eighteen Hundred and Ninety,
Many sad good-byes were wailed.
When two brave sons left their homes,
Their kindred, yea their bl..."></div>
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