Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WALK TO EMMAUS, by OLIVA WARD BUSH Poet's Biography First Line: Twas eventide. Along the dusty road Last Line: "when jesus talked with us beside the way?" Alternate Author Name(s): Bush-banks, Oliva Ward Subject(s): Jesus Christ | ||||||||
'Twas eventide. Along the dusty road Two weary travelers passed with aching feet And heavy hearts, while each in saddened tones The story of their Lord would oft repeat. We yearn for Him, and is it not three days Since first He lay within the silent tomb? Yet when we hastened to His resting place, Our Lord had gone; His grave was wrapt in gloom. Communing thus, these weary travelers went. Their hearts oppressed by mingled doubt and fear; When lo! along the road to Emmaus Their Lord, the risen Christ Himself, drew near. With gentle voice He asked of them their grief, -- "Why are ye sad? and O, what troubleth thee?" They knew not that the loving Master spoke, Their eyes were holden, that they could not see. And one replied: "We know not where He is, -- Our Lord, who promised Israel to redeem. Art thou a stranger in Jerusalem? And knowest not what marvelous things have been?" Then Jesus spoke. "Why are ye show of heart? Did not the prophets in the days of old Proclaim that Christ must die and live again, That ye His wondrous power might behold?" Their hearts were touched; the Master's thrilling words Dispelled their fears and cleared their darkened sight. And while the Holy Scriptures He declared, There came sweet peace and filled their souls with light. The Master ceased, and now the journey o'er He still would further go along the road. But they constrained Him, saying: "Tarry here; Abide with us and enter our abode." He deigned to pass within that humble home, His holy presence filled the place with light; He sat at meat and brake and blessed the bread, And ere they know it vanished from their sight. They said, with gladdened hearts, "It is our Lord, Our risen Christ for whom we long have yearned; We knew Him not when walking by the way, And yet our hearts within us sweetly burned. O Christian! walking o'er Life's rugged road, Thou too, like His disciples, oft shall say, -- "Did not our hearts within us sweetly burn When Jesus talked with us beside the way?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MEDITATION ON SAVIORS by ROBINSON JEFFERS COMPANIONSHIP by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK TO A WREN ON CALVARY by LARRY LEVIS THE TRANSFIGURATION by EDWIN MUIR SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 1. BEAST, PEACH.. by MARVIN BELL A HERO OF SAN JUAN HILL by OLIVA WARD BUSH |
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