Whoe'er on the mountain
In the Veiled Presence has reverently trod,
He has drunk deep of the life-giving fountain,
Filled with the grand inspiration of God.
With awe he unravels the mystery of ages,
And secrets divine are breathed into his ear;
As in wonder he searches the God-written
pages,
Unseen, yet impressive, the Author draws
near:—
Draws near so tenderly,
Broad'ning his vision, dispelling his fear.
Oppression is to be measured, not by its weight, but by the light under which it is practised. To rob men of liberty in an age which recognizes human rights, and God's equal love to all His creatures, is a very different thing from enslaving men in ages of darkness and despotism.
