Poetry.

Bible Treasury, 2nd Edition, Volume 1, November 1857
(1st. Edition, June [01 1856 018])

[01 1857 290]

Faith and Its Fruits.
Where'er the patriarch pitched his tent,
   He built an altar to His God;
And sanctified, where'er he went,
   With faith and prayer, the ground he trod.


Through all the east for riches famed,
   (Heaven's gifts) he set his heart on none;
Nor when the dearest was reclaimed,
   Withheld his son, his only son.


Wherefore in blessing he was blest;
   Friendless, the friend of God became;
Long wandering, everywhere found rest;
   Long childless, nations bear his name.


Nor nations born of blood alone;
   The father of the faithful he,
Where'er his promised seed is known,
   Faith's heirs are his posterity.


My God, if called like him to roam,
   Glad may I all for thee forsake;
My God, what thou hast made my home,
   Let me thy sanctuary make.


Thy law, thy love, be my delight,
   Whate'er I do, or think, or am,
Walking by faith, and not by sight,
   Like a true child of Abraham.

James Montgomery.