COMPLETENESS
LIFE gives us better than it takes away,—In brighter hope, and broader, fuller day.There is no past, but all things move and blendIn sure fulfilment of a promised end.We leave the misty capes and vales we trod,For the glad sunshine on the Hills of God.To slow grand measure up the aisle of yearsMove truths enfranchised from long bonds and tears.Hands that groped darkly for the truth of thingsHold the clear signet of the King of Kings.Broad waves that tossed in fierce white passion-heatFall into psalm and kiss the resting feet.
LIFE gives us better than it takes away,—In brighter hope, and broader, fuller day.There is no past, but all things move and blendIn sure fulfilment of a promised end.We leave the misty capes and vales we trod,For the glad sunshine on the Hills of God.To slow grand measure up the aisle of yearsMove truths enfranchised from long bonds and tears.Hands that groped darkly for the truth of thingsHold the clear signet of the King of Kings.Broad waves that tossed in fierce white passion-heatFall into psalm and kiss the resting feet.
LIFE gives us better than it takes away,—In brighter hope, and broader, fuller day.
LIFE gives us better than it takes away,—
In brighter hope, and broader, fuller day.
There is no past, but all things move and blendIn sure fulfilment of a promised end.
There is no past, but all things move and blend
In sure fulfilment of a promised end.
We leave the misty capes and vales we trod,For the glad sunshine on the Hills of God.
We leave the misty capes and vales we trod,
For the glad sunshine on the Hills of God.
To slow grand measure up the aisle of yearsMove truths enfranchised from long bonds and tears.
To slow grand measure up the aisle of years
Move truths enfranchised from long bonds and tears.
Hands that groped darkly for the truth of thingsHold the clear signet of the King of Kings.
Hands that groped darkly for the truth of things
Hold the clear signet of the King of Kings.
Broad waves that tossed in fierce white passion-heatFall into psalm and kiss the resting feet.
Broad waves that tossed in fierce white passion-heat
Fall into psalm and kiss the resting feet.