And will ye now
despond
Amid consuming
toil,
When there is hope and joy
beyond
Which death can
not despoil?
Herein all comfort
is:
In usefulness
and zeal,
The Lord announces who are
His
And gives eternal
weal.
Sacrifice
Through stern and ruthless
years
Beyond the ken of man,
All filled with ruin, pain,
and tears,
Has God worked out His plan.
Change on the heels of change,
Like blood-hounds in the chase,
Has swept the earth in tireless
range,
Spangled with heavenly grace.
At last the mystery
Of the great Cross of Christ,
Red with a world-wide agony,
The God-Man sacrificed;
And from the Sacrifice
The seven great notes of Peace,
Which pierce the clouds beneath
all skies
Till pain and sorrow cease.
* * * * *
The Mind of Christ
Into the surging world,
Upon thy lips His word,
And in thy hand His flag unfurled,
Go, soldier of the Lord;
Like Him who came from far
To toil for our release,
And framed the startling notes
of war
Out of the psalm of peace.
And all the recompense
Which thou wilt ever need,
Shall kindle in the throbbing
sense
Of this life-laden creed:
Grace has for
him sufficed
Who has St. Michael’s
heart,
The fullness of the mind of
Christ,
To do a hero’s
part.
* * * * *
Sympathy.
The Master we
revere,
Who bled on Calvary,
To fill us with heroic cheer,
Abides eternally.
From His ascended
heights
Above the pain
and ruth,
To all His servants He delights
To come in grace
and truth.
His presence is
so dear,
His face so brave
and fair,
That all our heavy burdens
here
He somehow seems
to share.
Copartner in our
work,
He every pain
beguiles;
How can the fear of failure
lurk
In that on which
He smiles!
*
* * * *
Love for Love.
Master, far Thy
dear sake
I bear my anguish
now,
And in Thy blessed cross partake
Whose sign is
on my brow.
For Thy dear sake
I toil
Who didst so toil
for me;
O more than balm, or wine,
or oil,
The cheer that
comes from Thee.
For Thy dear sake I
live
A servant unto all,
And know that Thou wilt surely
give
Thyself as coronal.
For Thy dear sake I
watch
And keep my flag unfurled,
Until her golden gleam I catch,
Sweet evening of the
world.