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And was it nothing more,
That joy and gladness in the heart of man?
The Lord whom we adore,
Hath He not fashioned out life's little span?
That joy and gladness in the heart of man?
The Lord whom we adore,
Hath He not fashioned out life's little span?
Was it then all of earth,
Brute-pleasure of a soul that mates with brutes,
Or did it draw its birth
From Him who gives the seasons and their fruits?
Brute-pleasure of a soul that mates with brutes,
Or did it draw its birth
From Him who gives the seasons and their fruits?
Saturnus, Lord and King,
With whom the old year enters on its rest,—
The offerings that men bring,
Blest in receiving, more in giving blest,—
With whom the old year enters on its rest,—
The offerings that men bring,
Blest in receiving, more in giving blest,—
Oh, tell not these their tale
Of ONE whom men, not knowing Him, adore,
Of ONE who shall not fail,
When harvest, vintage, spring-tide are no more?
Of ONE whom men, not knowing Him, adore,
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When harvest, vintage, spring-tide are no more?
This free and open speech
Where man to man speaks out in truest mood,
Does it not wisdom teach,
The gospel of a human brotherhood?
Where man to man speaks out in truest mood,
Does it not wisdom teach,
The gospel of a human brotherhood?
All names and titles gone,
The master and the slave shall one day stand
Before the great white throne,
And there shall gather all from every land.
The master and the slave shall one day stand
Before the great white throne,
And there shall gather all from every land.
That race of taper-lights,
Like stars on earth fast flitting through the dark,
Illuming winter nights,
While each to each hands on the glimmering spark,—
Like stars on earth fast flitting through the dark,
Illuming winter nights,
While each to each hands on the glimmering spark,—
Does it not witness bear
Of that great race which all that live must run,
And through each circling year
Press onward, upward, till the goal is won?
Of that great race which all that live must run,
And through each circling year
Press onward, upward, till the goal is won?
We too in darkness move,
Bearing our light amid surrounding gloom,
The light of truth and love,
Still waxing brighter as we near the tomb.
Bearing our light amid surrounding gloom,
The light of truth and love,
Still waxing brighter as we near the tomb.
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And then when all is o'er,
The light passed on to other hands than ours,
On that eternal shore
Where groves of peace are bright with amaranth flowers,
The light passed on to other hands than ours,
On that eternal shore
Where groves of peace are bright with amaranth flowers,
We, too, as stars shall shine,
No longer in the darkness of the night,
But round the central shrine,
Where dwells the King Eternal in His might;
And round the throne divine
In order move, a coronal of light.
No longer in the darkness of the night,
But round the central shrine,
Where dwells the King Eternal in His might;
And round the throne divine
In order move, a coronal of light.
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