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1916

In 1916 when Delile Jones, Vern Jones’ little daughter died in Idaho, I sent them these words of condolence:

A Token of Love—“For Nonie”

Your heads are bowed down in sorrow,

Your hearts are now filled with pain

For one whom you loved, O! so dearly,

In her grave you have peacefully lain.

At the gates of the poor and the lowly,

At the portals of the rich and the gay

When death and sorrow enters

There is none can answer them “Nay!”

There’s no fleeing away from our troubles,

No hiding away from our care;

But the wise and the strong, are those

Who bravely life’s trials bear.

May the tears you are shedding

Bring to your hearts sweet repose

As the dew fresh from Heaven

Revives and brightens the rose.

Would it comfort you, Brother and Sister,

Would it sooth your pain if you knew

That our hearts and sympathies

Are both, dearest Friends, with you?

April 1921

A Prayer

Out of my heart, I’ll utter a prayer,

For all that is good and grand,

For those who are meek, and souls that seek

The clasp of a brother’s hand.

I pray for souls that are glad or sad

Or for souls that long to be free.

O! World so great: O! World so strong

May I offer a prayer for thee.

O! Words that I say, Will you bring I pray

To some sad heart sweet bliss?

Fall soft I pray, as a summer day

Or a Mother’s tender kiss.

Tho, sorrow and strife, may cloud my life

Come true, my dreams never may;

But for hearts that ache, and hearts that break,

Teach me, O! Lord to Pray.

(Written in Monroe, Utah and read at G. C.’s funeral in Venice, Utah, April 1, 1921)