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A Bondman's Meditation
O, ever thus throughout my way,
From dawning life till closing hour,
Must slavery cloud my fairest day,
Its hellish blackness round me lower.
The flesh and soul shall man enchain,
And shackles lock on limbs and mind,
Yet none be found to case…
A Hymn
Jesus! the ladder of my faith
Rests on the jasper walls of heaven;
And through the veiling clouds I catch
Faint visions of the mystic seven!
The glory of the rainbowed throne
Illumes those clouds like lambent flame;
As once, on earth, Thy love…
Unrecognized
I am content,
Unrecognized by all the world, to wait, And do, with uncomplaining lips, my stent
Of human fate.
I am content
To breast alone Fate's overwhelming sea, Feeling that every other tie is blent
In mind to Thee.
What though my…
The Appeal
Oh, mother! cease to break my heart!
I vow it now, I vowed it then,
The kiss he left upon my lips
His lips shall one day taste again!
Ah, well I mind the summer's eve!
A low scud swept the waning moon;
And o'er the ripened clover-lea
Floated…
Thy Will Be Done
It is a short and simple prayer,
But 'tis the Christian's stay
Through every varied scene of care,
Until his dying-day;
As through the wilderness of life
Calmly he wanders on.
His prayer in every worldly strife
Is still, "Thy will be…
Life
Oh, life! I breathe thee in the breeze,
I feel thee bounding in my veins,
I see thee in these stretching trees,
These flowers, this still rock's mossy stains.
This stream of odors flowing by
From clover-field and clumps of pine,
This music,…
Spirit of Joy
Spirit of joy! thy altar lies
In youthful hearts, that hope like mine.
And 'tis the light of laughing eyes
That leads us to thy fairy shrine.
There if we find the sigh, the tear,
They are not those to sorrow known,
But breathe so soft, and…
What Might Be Done
What might be done if men were wise— What glorious deeds, my suffering brother,
Would they unite,
In love and right,
And cease their scorn of one another? Oppression's heart might be imbued With kindling drops of loving kindness;
And knowledge…
The Cradle Song of the Poor
Hush! I cannot bear to see thee
Stretch thy hands in vain;
I have got no bread to give thee—
Nothing, child, to ease thy pain.
When God sent thee first to bless me,
Proud and thankful too was I;
Now, my darling, I thy mother,
Almost long to…
Fear Not, Love
Fear not, love, though all forsake thee,
Though a scornful world may frown,
I will never cease to love thee,
I will ne'er thy name disown.
In thy happier days, remember,
All my heart was pldged to thee;
Now, when fate conspires to crush…