Classic Poem

Faith

The spreading circle of the known,
That Science strives to bound with laws,
Is but a glowing sparkle thrown
From God, the radiant central cause.

His mystery is vaster far
Than knowledge is or e'er can be;
The wheel of Evolution's car
Rolls onward through eternity.

A stilly voice forever sounds
The lapses of our doubt between:
" Seek not to give Religion bounds,
Nor limit Faith by forces seen. "

Hope

Before Jehovah was or Jove,
The Spirit lived that God we name;
Call him the Everlasting Love,
The potent, all-controlling Same.

His hand forever shall unroll
Religion's volume unto man;
To every age the sacred scroll
Reveals Salvation's clearer plan.

From good to better and to best,
From myth of dawn to fact of day,
The world progresses, hath progressed,
And surely shall progress for aye.

Love

I have not stricken from my creed
Nor Buddha, Kung, nor Socrates;
The morning stars that safely lead
My feet to Bethlehem, are these.

I love Judea's Prince the more,
For loving every Saint and Seer;
The crosses which the Heathen bore
But make the Christian cross more dear.

I love the Man of Sorrows most
Because he weeps for all the race,
And promises the Holy Ghost
To comfort man in every place.