| I Shall Not Pass This Way Again |
| ~ The photographs on this page were taken in Brazil. ~ |
| I shall not pass this way again, Though voices clear in joyous strain Repeat a jubilant refrain; Though rising suns their radiance throw On summer's green and winter's snow In such rare splendor that my heart Would ache from scenes like these to part. I shall not pass this way again, So let no chance by me be lost To kindness show at any cost, Remove some barrier from the road, Or brighten someone's heavy load; A helping hand to someone lend, Then turn, some other to befriend. O God, forgive that now I live As if I might some time return To bless the weary ones that yearn For help and comfort every day, For there be such along the way. O God, forgive that I have seen The beauty only, have not been Awake to sorrow such as this; That I have drunk the cup of bliss, Remembering not that those there be Who drink the dregs of misery. O God, I ask you, let me spend My strength for others to the end, For those who tread on rock and stone And bear their burdens all alone. A larger kindness give to me, A deeper love and sympathy; Then, O, one day, may someone say - Remembering a lessened pain - "Would she could pass this way again." -- Eva Rose York |
| Photos on this page are courtesy of: Kepguru, BrazilianBestTrips, MundoEco |
| The poem on this page is excerpted from Eva Rose Fitch York's "I Shall Not Pass This Way Again." Mrs. York (1858-1935) was a Canadian composer, poet, organist, editor, teacher and minister. She married Dr. Winford York in 1879. After his untimely death a year later, she devoted the rest of her life to the study and composition of music, to teaching and to church activities, particularly mission work. Mrs. York formed a philharmonic society in Toronto and was editor of a music journal. She was, also, a church organist, choir leader and piano, voice and English teacher. Through her activities in mission work, she began to devote her time to looking after girls who had become prostitutes, founding a home, The Redemption House, in Toronto, which she ran for fourteen years. After that, she spent fifteen years as an itinerant preacher. There is a school named after Mrs. York in Tuni, India, the Eva Rose York Bible Training and Technical School. An active member of the Canadian Baptist Mission, she was instrumental in the school's construction. The institution is still supported by Canada's United Baptist Women's Missionary Union. |
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