 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
WORKING—WORSHIPING.
I wished to worship God, and I was sad,
Because I knew not how to serve Him right,
Who filled my mouth with songs, my eyes with light,
And gave whatever made me rich and glad;
Because I knew not how to serve Him right,
Who filled my mouth with songs, my eyes with light,
And gave whatever made me rich and glad;
For all my offerings seemed so poor and bad,
And smitten to the core with evil blight,
My prayers were arrows shot into the night,
And even my praises lost the joy they had.
And smitten to the core with evil blight,
My prayers were arrows shot into the night,
And even my praises lost the joy they had.
Then in despair I ceased to test my deeds,
If they were by some sterile standard wrought,
And purged from evil's misbegotten seeds;
If they were by some sterile standard wrought,
And purged from evil's misbegotten seeds;
I bared my heart to every noble thought,
And beyond reach of all the narrow creeds,
In work I found the worship that I sought.
And beyond reach of all the narrow creeds,
In work I found the worship that I sought.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |