Silas Tertius Rand

Name: The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem
Author: Silas Tertius Rand

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“The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem”, is a work by Silas Tertius Rand. It explores elements such as John Paul's, Hantsport and Domine.

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ Was in the wigwam heard;
The voice of man, and beast, and bird,
Were hushed—save the deep drawn sigh,
And the feeble wail of the infant’s cry,
Soothed by the mother’s sobbing lullaby,
And bursts of grief from children seated nigh,
Waiting to see their father die.
Kindred and friends were there,
Gathered for prayer,
To soothe the suffering and the grief to share;
And Angel Bands were near,
Waiting with joy to bear
A ransomed spirit to that World on high,
That “Heaven of joy and love, beyond the Sky.”
IV.
He dreamed! the dying Indian dreamed! ”

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ Of the wide world, and satan’s power destroy,—
The wondrous news thrill every heart with joy—
Wafted on every breeze, by every swelling gale,
Till sin and suffering, shame and sorrow fail;
’Gainst Love Omnipotent no force prevail;
Till all His foes subdued shall bow the knee,
To Him who died on Calvary’s bloody tree,
For lost and guilty men, of every race,
Of every nation, station, time and place.
Oh swell the joyful notes of Jubilee!
The year of Grace! the year of Liberty!
Burst! burst! ye prison bars! let Man be free! ”

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ More than one fervent prayer was offered up for the dying Indian. After the meeting I returned to my own house, where I met an Indian from John Paul’s wigwam, who informed me that the poor fellow was near his end. “But oh,” said he, “he is wonderfully happy! He says he is going right to heaven, and that he has already had a glimpse of that bright happy world. He has been exhorting us all, and telling us how easy it is to be saved. He dreamed last night that he was in heaven. Heaven seemed to him to be an immense great palace, as large as this world, all formed of gold. ”

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ Nor need we speculate about the cause of dreams or their significance. No one will deny that they may be a very exact index of the state of mind at the time, of the one who dreams. And the earnest prayer of the writer, is, that the reader of these verses, and himself, may be, at the time of our departure, so full of joy and peace in believing, that whether waking or dreaming, we may “rejoice with that joy which is unspeakable and full of glory, receiving the end of our faith, even the salvation of our souls.”
Silas T. Rand.
Hantsport, N. S.
The Dying Indian’s Dream. ”

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ Thou ever blessed Lord!”
“Oh! bless my people! bless
Them in their helplessness!
Their poverty and wretchedness,
Their misery and distress.
Bless the whole Indian race!
That they may know thy grace!
Do thou their hearts prepare,
That they may freely share,
Those blessings rich and rare,
That from the Gospel flow,—
Salvation here below,
At all times trusting Thee, and go
To that bright World on high,
Of Glory when they die;
That they may shine,
In Love divine,
And with Thee rest
Forever blest!”
X.
Now droops his weary head
Exhausted on his bed.
His dying prayer has ceased ”

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ I never aimed so much to attack his Romish errors directly, as to dwell upon the free salvation of the Gospel—without money and without price. About last New Year’s Day, while I was in Halifax, I was informed that the Romish priest had sent orders to him to leave Hantsport, and had threatened him with all the curses of the Church if he remained. His statement to me when I returned, was: “I won’t leave this place till I choose. It is not in the power of any man to keep me out of Heaven. That is a matter between God and my own soul.” He said in Indian: “Neen alsoomse.” “I am my own master.” ”

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ Adversi casus faciles sunt absque dolore;
Terrores mortis, stimuli, et victoria, desunt;
Laetatusque exsultabo, nam mecum habitabis.
Mi juvenescenti, blandus Tu nempe favisti;
Ah me! quam brutus! quam perversusque remansi!
Non discessisti a me, saepe ut deserui Te:
O Domine, usque et ad extremum, Tu mecum habitato.
Ad oculos crucem dormitanti mihi monstra;
Illustra tenebras, et me erige visere coelos:
En, umbrae fugiunt! et mane rubescere coepit!
In vita, in morte, O Domine, O Tu mecum habitato! ”

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Silas Tertius Rand, The Dying Indian's Dream: A Poem

“ Latin Translations.
[The following attempts at a translation of a couple of Psalms, and some of our beautiful Evangelical Hymns into Latin, will interest those who are acquainted with that noble old Tongue; more especially if they are at all conversant with the Latin Hymnology and methods of versification of what are designated the Middle Ages.] ”

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