Mrs. Marion Hutson indicates in this verse the desirability of praising
the worthy while they are alive to appreciate it:
Sometime in the future--God knows where--
This troubled heart will find surcease of care,
And then--when consciousness has left my breast,
And angel lips have kissed my own to rest,
It will not matter what the world has said.
Nor praise, nor censure can affect the dead.
But now? As balm of Gilead to me
A little word of praise or cheer would be.
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