Bright stars of Faith and Hope, her eyes Shall shine for us through all the years. For all her life was Love, and fears Touch not the love that never dies.
The sun shone white and fair, This Eastertide, Yet all its sweetness seemed but to deride Our souls' despair; For stricken hearts, and loss and pain, Were everywhere. We sang our Alleluias,--...
Evening brings us home,-- From our wanderings afar, From our multifarious labours, From the things that fret and jar; From the highways and the byways, From the hill-tops and the vales;...
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,...
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. ...
"My lord, there came unto the gate One, in such pitiful estate, So all forlorn and desolate, Ill-fed, ill-clad, of ills compact; A leper too,--his poor flesh wracked And dead, his very bones infect;...
Wherever is an empty chair-- Lord, be Thou there! And fill it--like an answered prayer-- With grace of fragrant thought, and rare Sweet memories of him whose place Thou takest for a little space!--...