George Burrell (1817-1907) Baptist Minister

More writings by James BURRELL

Lines to my brother George, after a visit to Bristol & Weston Super Mare

I feel now inclined
To write you a line
At this season when all of you meet
I cannot be there
Your pleasures to share
But each of you now, I would greet

Some good times we had
Only one that was sad
And that was at Weston, you know
When we rushed from that place
And, in our haste
I think you then hurt your poor toe (afterwards turned to an attach of Gout)

We felt very sad, to
Find you so bad,
The day we arranged to go out
But twas all for the best
We know not the rest
But shall know hereafter no doubt

I have thought, who can tell
If you had been well
Where that foot would have led you that day
Perhaps, on the Rock
Or some slippery spot
Thus prevented you were kept away

It is on record, in the word
of the Lord, "I'll not suffer thy foot to be moved"
That word was fulfil'd
Tho the flesh did rebel, but Faith, the same can approve

And again do we hear
The Psalms declare
"Thou shalt hold me by my right hand"
The hand on the right is foremost to fight
Tis only by Grace! That we stand

JB

From the writings of James BURRELL

Lines composed by Edward Bentley BURRELL, on the sudden death of his dear Mother, on the 2nd April 1879

Alas! Our dearest earthly friend is gone, without the slightest warning from us torn
Oh Mother! Could we once more hear thy voice, our deeply saddened hearts would then rejoice

But we shall never more behold her here, no more receive her loving words of cheer;
Those eyes, so often wet with tears for us, will never shed a tear of sorrow thus

A gap is made! and always will remain, for none on earth can fill that gap again
The cares of life that once disturbed her breast are gone for ever, for she's now at rest

She's crossed the sea of time, and reached that shore where sorrow, sin and death shall be no more:
And now in heaven she lives, a glorious saint, and sings the song of Grace without restraint

Full forty years she knew and loved the Lord, and helped to spread His wondrous Grace abroad
She bore the Cross, but now has laid it down, and in those glorious Mansions, wears a crown

Her day of care on earth is now complete, the night came on, she sweetly fell asleep
Her mortal body we shall no more see, for in the grave it rests from pain set free

In peaceful solitude her dust shall sleep, till Christ himself shall call her from the deep
Then, at his bidding she shall quickly rise, and join her happy spirit in the skies

In Heaven to spend a long eternal day, where radiant joy, and bliss can ne'er decay
One glorious Object there attracts her mind; in Him perpetual bliss she'll always find

We will not weep, for soon the time will come when we shall join her in that happy home;
Life's little day on earth will soon be passed, and we shall reach the Glory world at last

Note to James' granddaughter Beatrice - PS the above lines were written by your cousin 'Ted' who soon followed his dear Mother home  JB