Jessie E. Moore died at her home January 25. These words will bring sincere sorrow to a wide circle of friends, and many hearts will go out in tearful sympathy to the sadly bereaved household. Her life had been one of rare beauty, a life of usefulness, of devotion to the right and avoidance of the wrong. On this side the gates that shut between us she left many who loved her dearly, but the portals that opened to let her pass through admitted her to the presence of many loving ones who had preceded her. The dear friend with whom we had such sweet intercourse is no more and her words of counsel and wisdom will no more be heard. But her home is on a brighter shore, and she is singing the song of the redeemed. Yet her loving memory will ever come to our hearts like shadows over moonlit waters, and the sweet fragrance of her life as perfume like unto the precious ointment
broken at the Master’s feet.
“Beyond the partings and the pains,”
Beyond the sighing and the tears,
Oh, beautiful to be with God
Through all the endless, blessed years;
To see His face, to hear His voice,
To know Him better day by day,
And love Him as the flowers love light
And serve Him as immortals may.
“Then let it fade, this dream of earth,
When I have done my life-work here,
Or long, or short, as seemeth best
What matters, so God’s will appear?
I will not fear to launch my bark
Upon the darkly rolling flood.
‘Tis but to pierce the mist—and then
How beautiful to be with God!”
-Printed in the Kansas Farmer and Mail and Breeze, 08 Feb 1908, Sat, Page 33
