POEMS IF WE HAD BUT A DAY. We should fill the hours with the sweetest things, If ure had but a day We should drink alone at the purest springs In our upward way We should love with a life-times love in an hour If the, hours were few We should rest, not for dreams, but for fresher To be and to do. power, We should guide our wayward or wearied wills By the clearest light We should keep our eyes on the heavenly hills, If they lay in sight We should trample the pride and the discontent Beneath our feet We should take whatever a ...
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POEMS IF WE HAD BUT A DAY. We should fill the hours with the sweetest things, If ure had but a day We should drink alone at the purest springs In our upward way We should love with a life-times love in an hour If the, hours were few We should rest, not for dreams, but for fresher To be and to do. power, We should guide our wayward or wearied wills By the clearest light We should keep our eyes on the heavenly hills, If they lay in sight We should trample the pride and the discontent Beneath our feet We should take whatever a good God sent With a trust complete. We should waste no moments in weak regret, If the day were but one If what we remember and what we forget Went out with the sun We should be from our clamorous selves set free, To work or to pray, And to be what the Father would have us be, If we had but a day. THE GUIDING STAR. What shall we do for the blinded eyes Straining their gaze afar, Seeing no promise of dawn arise, Searching in sin for the star Dear God, so far in the lifted heavens, So low in the dust they lie To whom no glimpse of the day is given, No star in their midnight sky. The burdened, and weary, the sick and faint, Who moan out their despair Till the still air pulses with their complaint, And the pa. ng of unheeded prayer. Sweet choir of God, at the Christmas tide Sing out your song again. Is the Christ-child born Has He come to abide Does it mean good will to-men Shine out, 0 star on their darkened way Whose eyes with tears are dim The Christ-child liveth somewhere, today, Make clear the road to Him. CHRISTMAS. On the winds that moaning sigh Angel songs are drifting by, Heavenly voices fill the sky From the radiant heaven afar, Through the midnights silverbar, Steals away one wandering star Floats and lingers where He lies, Child of holiest mysteries, Neath the bending Bethlehem skiess. Swift, what eager questions start In His coming, what my part Can I hold Him in my heart Can my inn, so rude and wild, Make Him room, the undefiled, Find its Master in this Child Troubled souls, whereer ye be, Who this sacred morning see, Christ is come for thee, for thee. Thine the song the angels sing, And no sceptred Eastern king Hath such gifts as thou mayst bring. To thy livixg love intense, To thy suffering penitence, What are gold and frankincense To . thy burning thoughts that stir Tenderly for those who err, What the fragrance of the myrrh P, atient under wrong or scorn, Knows thy brow the touch of thorn Then in thee the Christ is bcrn . And yon stars triumphant shine Is not clearer than thy sign. Thou art His and He is thine Thine in hurts untold, in tears, In labors manifold, in fears, Thine for grand eternal years Thine for rod, and staff, and wine, Till beneath His love divine, There is no more thine or mine Life of self and sin oerthrown, All the Kingdom is His own, And the Christ-child tak, es His, throne. THE MADONNA. Does she see the world in her babys eyes Presses the weight of its sin and care On the trembling heart where His sweet head lies Does she know what He came to bear Can she cradle the Christ on her loving breast And feel no sting of the scourge or thorn Did no sad note in the song of the blest Haunt even the Christmas morn 0 Mother-heart, speak to the mother-world, That fain thy sorrow or joy would share. Shall we know, if we make of our arms a fold To shelter His little ones, everywhere The heart that tenderly gathers thelost, Guarding and guiding with love unpriced, Asking no questions and counting no cost, Is this the home for the dear child-Christ THE ANGELS SONG. There were three weary pilgrims led safely from afar To the cradle of the Christ-child, by Bethlehems guiding star, There was a shepherds vision of shining silvery wings, And a song to ring and echo until the whole world sings Peace on earth, good will to men...
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