"The Land Where the Savior Walked"
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Description
Poem dedicated by Catherine Bellew to her Aunt. The poem, written by Christian poet Martha Snell Nicholson, is religious in nature. Underneath the poem is a paragraph in which Catherine encourages her aunt not to lose hope. The submitter gave the following details about the history of the artifact: Catherine has dyslexia and, as a high school student, was embarrassed about her handwriting. When she told her aunt, who was dying of cancer, Evelyn bought her the typewriter so that Catherine could complete her work. This poem is the first thing she wrote on the new typewriter.
Creator
Poem: Martha Snell Nicholson
Dedication: Catherine Bellew
Dedication: Catherine Bellew
Source
Catherine Bellew
Publisher
Unpublished
Date
Rights
Catherine Bellew
Language
English
Identifier
Coverage
1975-1999
Letter, Message, and Announcement Item Type Metadata
Genre
dedicatory note
note
Material
unlined paper, typewriter ink
Circulation
Person to Person (Analogue)
Linguistic Text
THE LAND WHERE
THE SAVIOR WALKED
It would be sweet could I see it,
That land where the savior walked.
The quiet roads in the gloaming,
The hills where he sat and talked.
My heart would be ever searching,
For some dear trace of Him there,
His footprints in the meadows,
The tones of His voice in the air.
My hand would be ever questing,
With finger tips athrill,
For an ancient wall or a rock where,
His tough might lenger still.
My feet would falter in anguish
At the place where my dear Lord died,
My very soul would be sobbing,
My heart would be crucified.
Yes, it would be sweet could I see it,
But, my cup is filled to the brim
With the blessed hope of seeing soon
Not the place where He dwelt, - - but HIM.
- Martha Snell Nichilson
This I give to my Anit. Because when you think all else is falling in on you, Just remeber that God is always there beside you all the way. He will never forsake you. You have been through alot, but Just remeber that God's son had to go through alot too. I pray for you ever night, and ask God to help you make it through the hard times.
May God Bless You Always
With all my Love Cathy
THE SAVIOR WALKED
It would be sweet could I see it,
That land where the savior walked.
The quiet roads in the gloaming,
The hills where he sat and talked.
My heart would be ever searching,
For some dear trace of Him there,
His footprints in the meadows,
The tones of His voice in the air.
My hand would be ever questing,
With finger tips athrill,
For an ancient wall or a rock where,
His tough might lenger still.
My feet would falter in anguish
At the place where my dear Lord died,
My very soul would be sobbing,
My heart would be crucified.
Yes, it would be sweet could I see it,
But, my cup is filled to the brim
With the blessed hope of seeing soon
Not the place where He dwelt, - - but HIM.
- Martha Snell Nichilson
This I give to my Anit. Because when you think all else is falling in on you, Just remeber that God is always there beside you all the way. He will never forsake you. You have been through alot, but Just remeber that God's son had to go through alot too. I pray for you ever night, and ask God to help you make it through the hard times.
May God Bless You Always
With all my Love Cathy
Visual Text
It looks as if the poem was typed more than once, as there are faint letters visible beneath the typed ones.
At the top of the page, some lettering in blue ink has also bled through from the back of the paper.
At the top of the page, some lettering in blue ink has also bled through from the back of the paper.
Dimension
8" x 11"
Files
Citation
Poem: Martha Snell Nicholson
Dedication: Catherine Bellew, “"The Land Where the Savior Walked",” Museum of Everyday Writing, accessed April 30, 2024, https://museumofeverydaywriting.omeka.net/items/show/18.