180 THE BROAD CREED. THE BROAD CREED. TRUTH is one; And in all lands beneath the sun, No scroll of creed its fullness warps, Nor doth it lessen what he taught, We search the world for truth; we cull 181 THE BROAD CREED. The good, the pure, the beautiful We come back laden from the quest, Is in the book our mothers read. And all our treasure of old thought The scattered blades of God's own wheat, Wherever through the ages rise Where love its arms has opened wide, r man for man has calmly died, I see the same white wings outspread 182 THE BROAD CREED. And with a stronger faith confess Nor fear I aught that science brings Not by the letter's oldness move The myriad worlds on worlds that course spaces of the universe; The Since everywhere the spirit walks Why mourn above some hopeless flaw J. G. WHITTIER. INSPIRATION. 183 INSPIRATION. LIFE of Ages, richly poured, Never was to chosen race That unstinted tide confined; Thine is every time and place, Fountain sweet of heart and mind! Secret of the morning stars, Motion of the oldest hours, Rolling planet, flaming sun, Stand in nobler man complete; Prescient laws thine errands run, Frame the shrine for Godhead meet. Homeward led, the wondering eye Upward yearned in joy or awe, 184 INSPIRATION. Found the love that waited nigh, In the touch of earth it thrilled; Down from mystic skies it burned; Breathing in the thinker's creed, Nerving simplest thought and deed, Consecrating art and song, Holy book and pilgrim track, From the sacred limits back. Life of Ages, richly poured, Love of God, unspent and free, Flow still in the prophet's word And the people's liberty! SAMUEL JOHNSON... |