If Daniel had once faltered on that night
When he kept faith's long watch within a den,—
The crowning faith of lesser faiths,—what then?
If he had lost his hold upon the light
That girded him, that clothed him with its might,—
A gentle mantle, yet a flaming sword
To close the gates of death with potent word,
Impenetrable armor of the right,—
Then I would poorer be by one high deed.
If his calm heart had not held true and fine,
Knowing our God—both his and mine—in need
To be omnipotent, his loss were mine.
Mine, one less victor all my fights to lead:
Mine, one less promise of Thy conquering sign!
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
FAITH'S RECOMPENSE
From the April 1929 issue of The Christian Science Journal