When claims of sense, affrighting, clamorous call,
Or by insistent subtlety alarm,
Know then Christ's presence to protect from harm,
Destroying every thought that would enthrall.
"Lo, I am with you alway"—words that fall
Compassionate and tender, fraught with calm
Perpetual benediction, breathing balm
Of reassurance of God's constant care for all.
As truly as when in those days of old
Our Saviour walked the shores of Galilee,
And to the weary throng his message told,
The Christ speaks now to tired humanity,
"Unto the end"—till all mankind are free,
As full to human consciousness Truth doth unfold.
