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Where are you sleeping to-night,… Above-ground—or below? The last we heard you were up at t… Holding a trench and bearing the b… But—that was a week ago.
Lord God of Hosts, whose mighty h… Dominion holds on sea and land, In Peace and War Thy Will we see Shaping the larger liberty. Nations may rise and nations fall,
And we ourselves? Are our hand… Are our souls free from blame For this world-tragedy? Nay then! Like all the rest, We had relaxed our hold on higher…
Lord, when Thou seest that my wor… Let me not linger on, With failing powers, Adown the weary hours,— A workless worker in a world of wo…
Wherever is an empty chair— Lord, be Thou there! And fill it—like an answered praye… With grace of fragrant thought, an… Sweet memories of him whose place
We thank Thee, Lord, For mercies manifold in these dark… For Heart of Grace that would not… For all the stirrings in the dead… For bold self-steeling to the time…
A Potter, playing with his lump o… Fashioned an image of supremest wo… "Never was nobler image made on ea… Than this that I have fashioned o… And I, of mine own skill, did fas…
Profit?—Loss? Who shall declare this good—that i… When good and ill so intertwine But to fulfil the vast design Of an Omniscient Will?—
God is a zealous pruner, For He knows— Who, falsely tender, spares the kn… But spoils the rose.
Where are all the young men? There are only grey-heads here. What has become of the young men? centered* * * * * * * This is the young men’s year!
He only sees both sides of that da… That hangs before men’s eyes— He only. It is well! Hope ever stands unseen Behind the screen,
Some lives are set in narrow ways, By Love’s wise tenderness. They seem to suffer all their days Life’s direst storm and stress. But God shall raise them up at le…
Midway between the flaming lines h… A tumbled heap of blood, and sweat… —God’s son! And none could succour him. Fi… Then that... and then another..…
From deepest depth, O Lord, I cr… "My Love runs quick to your neces… I am bereft; my soul is sick with… "Dear one, I know. My heart br… What most I loved is gone. I w…
(THE PLEA OF THE MUNI… “Rattle and clatter and clank and… And it’s long and long the day is. From earliest morn to late at nigh… And all night long, the selfsame s…