Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SISTER JONES'S CONFESSION, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY



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SISTER JONES'S CONFESSION, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: I thought the deacon liked me
Last Line: I railly couldn't thank the lord!
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Confessions; Prayer; Revivals; Religious Revivals


I THOUGHT the deacon liked me, yit
I warn't adzackly shore of it --
Fer, mind ye, time and time ag'in,
When jiners 'ud be comin' in,
I'd seed him shakin' hands as free
With all the sistern as with me!
But jurin' last Revival, where
He called on me to lead in prayer
An' kneeled there with me, side by side,
A-whisper'n' "he felt sanctified
Jes' tetchin' of my gyarment's hem," --
That settled things as fur as them-
Thare other wimmin was concerned! --
And -- well! -- I know I must 'a' turned
A dozen colors! -- Flurried? -- la! --
No mortal sinner never saw
A gladder widder than the one
A-kneelin' there and wonderun'
Who'd pray! -- So glad, upon my word,
I railly couldn't thank the Lord!





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