It is with deep sorrow that I learn of the death of Mr. Frank Payne. I was with him almost daily during the later six months of last year, and during that time I became deeply attached to him and his family. He was truly a man whose heart yearned after things Divine. May God comfort the bereaved ones and help them to realize that our loss is his eternal gain. It is the special sympathy that I have for little George and Jean that caused the following lines to form in my mind:
It is hard to give up Daddy,
And to lay him down to rest;
Yes, our hearts are filled with sadness
Almost breaking in our breasts.
He has ceased to be among us;
We his voice shall hear no more;
But he’s gone to live with Jesus
On the happy golden shore.
Jesus, Jesus, our Redeemer,
Who has loved and cared for us;
Help us always to remember,
And in Thee to put our trust.
May we do not as Daddy told us
When we sat upon his knee:
May Thy living arms enfold us,
Keep us ever close to Thee.
Then when we care called to follow,
We will not be scared to go;
For we know we’ll meet dear Daddy
And be happy ever more.
--Roy Capps
From the editorial page of The News-Record, Marshall, N.C., Friday, July 24, 1925, H.L. Story, Editor and Publisher.
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