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My heart was heavy with thoughts of self, Tossed hither and yon with doubt and fear; And I longed for the rest that was promised "there" To recompense me for the burden "here. " I fought with discouragement weak with the strife, And hoped with a courage born of despair, That sometime and somewhere the Father would hear My cry in the dark, and answer my prayer.
O WAKING earth, thy story tell! O bear to men thy song of joy! Let thy full life be death's sure knell; Spread trust and peace without alloy. To all who sit within the gloom, To all who linger by the tomb, Shed thou upon them Life's full bloom; Shout immortality.
Roll ye away the stone For lo! the day is breaking. Let in the morning light, For earth to Life is waking.
O God, my Father, Mother, All, O Love, responsive to my call Teach me, that I may clearly see Myself as selfless, Lord, in Thee. A ray of light, its course to run To tell the world of Thee, its sun; A note of music, true and sweet, Of Thy great Harmony complete.
Imprisoned in the Shell Are echoes of the far-off Ocean's roar. May not these Hopes of Immortality That in us ever dwell,— Instinctive to the soul, and ever more Imprisoned in our hearts,—may not they be The sounds of waves on an Immortal Shore? James Terry White.
Fear was within the tossing bark When stormy winds grew loud And waves came rolling high and dark, And the tall mast was bowed. And men stood breathless in their dread.
Oh , this is the song I sing in my heart For hours and days together, No matter how dark the seeming may be, No matter how cloudy the weather. My heart keeps singing this song of His love That Good is the only Power, And so as my thoughts keep time with the tune It seemingly brightens the hour.
Before thee, Father, now is gladly poured The adoration of a grateful heart, Since thou didst send my brother and my Lord To teach me who I am, and what thou art: That men are not the slaves of doom and fear, But children of thy love, deemed worthy of thy care. The timid bird that glances 'mid the leaves.
Oh , God of Love, be Thou my guide! As error speaks on every side, Give me wisdom for this day; To know Thy allness, Lord, I pray. Love Divine, the need supplies, When on Him, His child relies; And the darksome way grows bright, As Love illumes and clears the sight.
Thou God-crowned, patient Century! Thine hour hath come. Eternity Draws nigh—and bec'ning from above, One hundred years, aflame with Love, Again shall bid old earth good-bye— And to, the light! far Heaven is nigh!— New themes seraphic, Life divine, And bliss that wipes the tears of time Away, will enter, when they may— And bask in one eternal day: 'Tis writ on earth, on leaf and flower— Love hath one race, one realm, one power.