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;...
For every Guest who comes with him to sup, The Host compounds a strangely mingled cup;-- Red Wine of Life and Dregs of Bitterness, And, will-he, nil-he, each must drink it up.
The Mills of God grind slowly, but they grind exceeding small-- So soft and slow the great wheels go they scarcely move at all; But the souls of men fall into them and are powdered into dust,...
Free men of God, the New Day breaks In golden gleams across the sky; The darkness of the night is past, This is the Day of Victory. For this our fathers strove, In stern and fiery love--...
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,--...
By the grace of God and the courage Of the peoples far and wide, By the toil and sweat of those who lived, And the blood of those who died, We have won the fight, we have saved the Right,...
And we ourselves? Are our hands clean? Are our souls free from blame For this world-tragedy? Nay then! Like all the rest, We had relaxed our hold on higher things,...
O Thou who standest both for God and Man, O King of Kings, who wore no earthly crown, O Prince of Peace, unto Thy feet we come, And lay our burden down. ...
Just see that we get full value Of that for which we have paid. The price has been a heavy one, But the goods are there--and we've paid-. We've paid in our toil and our woundings;...
Whisht, Baby! Whisht! Quick below the cover! Down into your nest, my bird! And--don't--you--dare--peep--over! For the grey wolves they are prowling,...
When the Bells of Ys rang softly,--softly, Soft--and sweet--and low, Not a sound was heard in the old gray town, As the silvery tones came floating down, But life stood still with uncovered head,...
On Christmas Day The Child was born, On Christmas Day in the morning;-- --To tread the long way, lone and lorn, --To wear the bitter crown of thorn, --To break the heart by man's sins torn,...
Hark! The drums! Muffled drums! The long low ruffle of the drums!-- And every head is bowed, In the vast expectant crowd, As the Great Queen comes,-- By the way she knew so well,...
O, Prince of Life, Thy Life hath tuned All life to sweeter, loftier grace! Life's common rounds have wider bounds Since Thou hast trod life's common ways.
Out of all the reek and turmoil Of the dreadful battle-plain, Came a voice insistent, calling, Calling, calling, but in vain;-- "Through Me only Shall the world have peace again." ...