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L'ENVOI
I do but paint a picture, just to show
How cracks the old crust of Faith beneath our feet,
Partly by light from heaven and fervent heat,
Partly by fierce upheaval from below.
How cracks the old crust of Faith beneath our feet,
Partly by light from heaven and fervent heat,
Partly by fierce upheaval from below.
Here fissures deep are gashed; there but a rent
Scores the shrunk surface, thirsting for fresh showers
To water its dry herbs and drooping flowers;
But everywhere is great bewilderment.
Scores the shrunk surface, thirsting for fresh showers
To water its dry herbs and drooping flowers;
But everywhere is great bewilderment.
God's ploughshare trenches well, nor will He wait,
And see His fallow lying all unbroke,
Because another's heifer takes the yoke,
Nor is His furrow always clean and straight,
And see His fallow lying all unbroke,
Because another's heifer takes the yoke,
Nor is His furrow always clean and straight,
But still He maketh ready for His sowing,
And scatters with the sweep of unseen hand
Fresh seed of life upon the fresh-turned land,
And gathers cloud and sunshine for its growing.
And scatters with the sweep of unseen hand
Fresh seed of life upon the fresh-turned land,
And gathers cloud and sunshine for its growing.
Oh, weep ye for the Home whose tottering wall
The trembling heart with unfeigned anguish saw,
And with untempered mortar daubed its flaw,
Faith lacking Faith that God is over all.
The trembling heart with unfeigned anguish saw,
And with untempered mortar daubed its flaw,
Faith lacking Faith that God is over all.
Weep, yet rejoice! for her unselfish deeds,
Mightier than words, have bidden doubt away,
And led him into light of better day,
And Love, which is the soul of all the Creeds
Mightier than words, have bidden doubt away,
And led him into light of better day,
And Love, which is the soul of all the Creeds
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