 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
THE CROWN OF SUFFERING.
He stood within the breach though uninvited,
He chose the death and danger not assigned;
Yea, when the world was old and sore benighted,
Then those that wandered gently He inclined.
He chose the death and danger not assigned;
Yea, when the world was old and sore benighted,
Then those that wandered gently He inclined.
When men waxed cruel and their hearts unkind,
When truth had fled to humble haunts affrighted,
And wayward wills were sick and promise blighted,
Then He transformed and glorified mankind.
When truth had fled to humble haunts affrighted,
And wayward wills were sick and promise blighted,
Then He transformed and glorified mankind.
From earthly pleasures He refused to borrow,
Yet bade us not without a hope to grieve,
As all the treasure that His love could leave;
Yet bade us not without a hope to grieve,
As all the treasure that His love could leave;
He gave us nought but hunger for the morrow,
The crown of suffering and the throne of sorrow,
And tender light that only dawns at eve.
The crown of suffering and the throne of sorrow,
And tender light that only dawns at eve.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |