29G OFF THE GOODWIN SANDS
humanity lies buried the ideal City of God, and amid all the clamant discord and wild confusion caused by man's present wrangling and strife, faith's ear seefflS to detect, 14 far, far away, like bells at evening peal' ing " the unearthly music of the Temple not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. Then shall the sweet strains of the Divine Orpheus bid earth's cofl* flicts cease, so that mankind may dwell together unity and love, in harmony and peace. For God w$ not bring His heritage to confusion, neither will rob man of his highest, noblest, holiest aspirations e he sits "within a blaze of light held high above tW dusky sea." Nor will there be one wanting in th^ day when all things shall be subdued unto Him, tW Great Just Father of spirits, Who is Love, and sh*$ be all in all.
Tho' winter hard, with all its threats Of spiteful, cruel blast,
Tho' ice and snow around be strewn :a Spring-time must come at last.
Then soul, if troubles ring aloud As were no joy on earth ;
Be undismayed : trust in the Lord ; Spring-time must have its birth.
So, too, when loved ones leave us here, And all seems waste and dearth;
Hope on : for in the Spring of Christ New Life has had new birth.*
Wednesday, January i.aWe have had a success^ of dampers. First, we had to wait over an hour e
* I have ventured to add these simple lines, which were the Easter following the death of my mother. They were suggAAJJ| by a short poem (by Uhland, I think,) that I learned at sce in Germany years ago.* I have ventured to add these simple lines, which were the Easter following the death of my mother. They were suggA A JJ| by a short poem (by Uhland, I think,) that I learned at sce in Germany years ago.