We thank Thee, Lord, For mercies manifold in these dark days;-- For Heart of Grace that would not suffer wrong; For all the stirrings in the dead dry bones; For bold self-steeling to the times' dread needs;...
With hearts responsive And enfranchised eyes, We thank Thee, Lord,-- For all things beautiful, and good, and true; For things that seemed not good yet turned to good;...
There is darkness still, gross darkness, Lord, On this fair earth of Thine. There are prisoners still in the prison-house, Where never a light doth shine. There are doors still bolted against Thee,...
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....
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...
Profit?--Loss? Who shall declare this good--that ill?-- When good and ill so intertwine But to fulfil the vast design Of an Omniscient Will?-- When seeming gain but turns to loss,--...
"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;...
To us it seemed his life was too soon done, Ended, indeed, while scarcely yet begun; God, with His clearer vision, saw that he Was ready for a larger ministry. ...
Long the road, Till Love came down it! Dark the life, Till Love did crown it! Dark the life, And long the road, Till Love came To share the load! For the touch Of Love transfigures...