O Exiled Hearts--for you, for you-- Love still can find the way! Hear the voices of the women on the road! O Shadowed Lives--for you, for you-- Hope hath not lost her ray!...
Our feet have wandered, wandered far and wide,-- His mercy endureth for ever! From that strait path in which the Master died,-- His mercy endureth for ever! Low have we fallen from our high estate,...
A land of lights and shadows intervolved, A land of blazing sun and blackest night, A fortress armed, and guarded jealously, With every portal barred against the Light. ...
Some lives are set in narrow ways, By Love's wise tenderness. They seem to suffer all their days Life's direst storm and stress. But God shall raise them up at length, His purposes are sure,...
Better than I, Thou knowest, Lord, All my necessity, And with a word Thou canst it all supply. Help other is there none Save Thee alone; Without Thee I'm undone. And so, to Thee I cry,--...
Is life worth living? It depends on your believing;-- If it ends with this short span, Then is man no better than The beasts that perish. But a Loftier Hope we cherish....
Where the great green combers break in thunder on the barrier reefs,-- Where, unceasing, sounds the mighty diapason of the deep,-- Ringed in bursts of wild wave-laughter, ringed in leagues of flying foam,--...
Mr. F.W. Christian, of the Polynesian Society of New Zealand, whose personal acquaintance with the South Sea Islands and their dialects is unique, is translating "Kapiolani" into Rarotongan. He writes-- ...
O God, within whose sight All men have equal right To worship Thee. Break every bar that holds Thy flock in diverse folds! Thy Will from none withholds Full liberty. ...
"'Tis all a Chequer-Board of Nights and Days, Where Detiny with men for pieces plays, Hither and thither moves, and mates and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays."
To lift the sombre fringes of the Night, To open lands long darkened to the Light, To heal grim wounds, to give the blind new sight, Right mightily wrought he. Forth to the fight he fared,...
"My heart to-day Is strangely full of home! How is it With the dear ones over there? Five years! Five long-drawn years! And one short moment is enough To alter life's complexion for eternity!...
Art thou lonely, O my brother? Share thy little with another! Stretch a hand to one unfriended, And thy loneliness is ended. So both thou and he Shall less lonely be. And of thy one loneliness...
Devils' work! Devils' work, my masters! Britain, your hands are red! You may close your heart, but you cannot shirk This terrible fact,--We--kept--the--Turk. His day was past and we knew his work,...