Matin Bells and Scarlet and Gold By "F. Harald Williams"[i.e. F. W. O. Ward]. First Edition |
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GOD OUR HOME.
It is not any mortal space nor tenderest human tie,Wherein I have a resting place and infant-wise may lie;
Each earthy bond it's far beyond, and dearest when I die.
O softer than the sweetest, most blessed and the meetest
Of every link whereby we drink at fountains the completest!
The mother and her babe must part, although her breast be heaven,
And likest to God's own great Heart and with His holy leaven;
The bride in her pure bridal raiment must give at once the dreadful payment
With her young virgin charms,
If death should come and be the claimant,
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But kingdoms to their doom shall tumble, and pass a shadow Rome;
Yea, heaven and earth in ashes crumble, and never touch my Home.
It is above the changeful sod nor mingled of the clay,
The awful Fatherhood of God which lights this ghastly play;
Whereon I find, in wave and wind, what cannot pass away;
A bulwark from the billow, a refuge and a pillow,
When friendships bright that take not flight bow as the weeping willow;
My darlings often from my side, in tears and woe and thunder,
Have gone with beauty and their pride and we were torn asunder;
The loves that I in weakness human did truly form with faithful woman
Have proved a bitter lot,
And I dismated was, and no man
Has lived and suffered not.
But if the suns and stars do dwindle and in another dome
New planets into glory kindle, God will abide my Home.
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