Newness and sincerity are one.
For whoever, in honesty, doth draw upon Thee, his source,
And, scorning loss or gain, hews to the lines
Revealed to him, content in yielding
Accumulated theories of years of soul-dim thinking
For this moment's spiritual truth,
Will cut through cloying creed, mistaken views or vows,
And, rising clean and clear, will find new vistas—
Vast uncluttered beauty, and immensity of heart and mind and soul;
For, Truth-impelled, thought soars like an eagle,
Free and strong and wider, higher still;
And honest love stands fearless and enduring,
True to its own, yet ever reaching out
Until no bounds can bind its great heart's giving;
And every living thing will feel its pulse
Of tenderness and pure divine devotion!
Yes, sincerity and newness must be one.
For all that's true fulfills Thy holy purpose
And, ever reaching out and up,
Finds peace and rest in being one with Thine and Thee.
And man—living, loving, blessing, free—
Soars in newness through eternity.
