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Oh, let us all arise and sing; Joy is a constant, living thing, A well that in the heart doth spring. Rejoice, ye righteous, now! It matters not what sense may say; The mist departs with break of day.
All unafraid I walk with God; Serene my pathway lies; My hand in His, I tread the heights That lead to paradise.
Teach me to give. Not grudgingly with measure spare, Cold reticence, regretful care, But as Love's full reflection may I give, Yielding my life, my love, myself, each hour I live In joyous abnegation.
That star of hope by Wisemen seen, Foretold the glory bright, Which crowned the first glad Easter morn With radiance and might, When Christ rolled back the clouds of sense With Truth's effulgent ray, And brought the light and liberty Of Love's eternal day. You who accept the mortal law Of death, disease, and sin, Who fight a losing fight with fear, And do not hope to win, Arise! for to the waking thought The Christ again is near, Speaking the word of Life and Love Unto the listening ear.
Perturbed about the wickedness of others, Men thought their punishment was gospel truth; 'Twas vain to think of sinful men as brothers, For erring ones they had not any ruth. Small was their saintly group assured of heaven, For sinners there was only hopeless hell; But Jesus' words have been the sacred leaven Transforming men from fear and thoughts so fell.
I have a Friend that daily walks with me, Who thought to tread alone a weary road. I have a Friend whom others may not see, And yet He dwells with me in my abode.
Does your anxious mother-heart Yearn to shield your traveler dear? Are you fearful, as he goes, Lest his journey hold a tear? Has he listened to the truth, And then seemed to give no heed? Oh, remember! God has blessed Soil and sower, plant and seed. Loose your traveler—leave him free! He is God's, no less than you.
They could not conquer Love! For all their frantic boast, Not Pilate in the judgment hall, Nor Herod with his host; Though Judas tried with lying kiss, None could accomplish this! They could not vanquish Truth, Nor smother Truth with stone; They set a guard of Caesar's men Close beside the tomb; Untouched by threats of rage or hate, Truth stood, inviolate! They could not conquer Life, With shouting or with sword! Death with its empty boast dissolved Before the Word; Untouched by virulence or strife, Life remained Life!
Go feed my sheep, the Master said With tender voice and low; Go give to each the bread of Life, To all my loved ones go. And, Peter, if thou lovest and Wouldst my disciple be, Go speak to each the words of Truth As thou hast learned of me.
When by the sea Tiberias Jesus stood, His thought illumed with resurrection light, He spake to his disciples, who in vain Had toiled throughout a dark and cheerless night, Saying, Cast on the right side, ye shall find. Although they knew him not, at his command— Sensing its quiet power—they cast again, And multitudes of fishes drew to land.