Feed My Lambs.

Just before the bright cloud the Saviour received,     When about to return to his father in Heaven;     His mission accomplished, his work on earth done,     'Twas then that this parting injunction was given:     "Feed my lambs!" this was said to one of the twelve,     Whom he called to be with him while sojourning here;     "Feed my lambs!" Oh, what love was evinced by those words,     What tender compassion, what fatherly care.     Three times at this meeting the question was asked,     "Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me?"     And though grieved, yet how truly could Peter reply,     "Lord thou knowest all things, thou know'st I love thee."     Thrice this same Peter his Lord had denied,     And had he not reason reproaches to fear?     Oh, no! for his Saviour had all this forgiven,     He saw his repentance, he knew it sincere.     That disciple soon followed his Lord whom he loved,     And many long ages have since passed away;     But the parting command still remains in full force,     And will ever remain so till time's latest day.     Many wolves in sheep's clothing are still to be found,     Whom Satan fails not to instruct and employ;     They enter the fold, and with most specious wiles,     Seek the young of the flock to ensnare and destroy.     And shall we dare call ourselves followers of Christ,     And yet his known precepts presume to evade?     Ah! stop and reflect, what's the test that's required?     "If ye love me, keep my commandments," he said.     June 26, 1852.