O MASTER, LET ME WALK WITH THEE. O MASTER, let me walk with thee O Master, let me walk with thee Who dimly guess that thou art good. Teach me thy patience; still with thee In work that keeps faith sweet and strong, In hope that sends a shining ray Far down the future's broadening way, In peace that only thou canst give, With thee, O Master, let me live! WASHINGTON GLADDEN. III. FAITH: HOPE: LOVE: SERVICE. FAITH. O WORLD, thou choosest not the better part! And on the inward vision close the eyes, GEORGE SANTAYANA. THE FIGHT OF FAITH. [The author of this poem, one of the victims of the persecuting Henry VIII., was burnt to death at Smithfield in 1546. It was made and sung by her while a prisoner in Newgate.] LIKE as the armèd Knighte, Appointed to the fielde, Faith is that weapon stronge, As it is had in strengthe, Faithe of the fathers olde I now rejoice in harte, For Christ wil take my part, And ease me of my wo. Thou sayst, Lord, whoso knocke, To them wilt thou attende; Undo, therefore, the locke, More enemies now I have On thee my care I cast, I am not she that list Not oft I use to wright I sawe a royall throne, Where Justice shulde have sitte; But in her steade was One Of moody cruell witte. Absorpt was rightwisness, Sucte up the guiltlesse bloude. Then thought I,-Jesus, Lorde, On these men what will fall. Yet, Lorde, I thee desire, For that they doe to me, ANNE ASKEWE DOUBT AND FAITH. FROM IN MEMORIAM," XCV. You say, but with no touch of scorn, You tell me, doubt is Devil-born. I know not: one indeed I knew Perplext in faith, but pure in deeds, There lives more faith in honest doubt, He fought his doubts and gathered strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them: thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own; And Power was with him in the night, Which makes the darkness and the light, And dwells not in the light alone, But in the darkness and the cloud, As over Sinai's peaks of old, While Israel made their gods of gold, Although the trumpet blew so loud. ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, |