The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1844-02-05
10 Saint Peter, ON Reading his Lines ON
tho sd. d." Controversy.

Now, ST. Peter. my honey, pray you be aisy,
Your verses develop mind nearly crazy;
While the quarrels Of d DPS are shrouded in night,
You never will claim to be called "bue'light,"
But rather opne, if the saying be true.
That while birthstone Is burning the hsh' VIII DC p'ue;
What mean by this "blue light" III tell you my friend
The Church Of the Saviour Ger spreading the earth
Was Love, Weakness, Charity, Virtue and Grace
n the life Of each christian these feelings you'll traceD
II was not for money, nor yet for this life,
Nor for arrogant dogmas-polemical STRIFE
Nor the rosy lppd wine-cup, deceitful yet bright,
Causing acts which, alas cannot meet reasons light
Gods own ministers (cad SOY should keep sleek face
No religion is meant to endure to the end
Religion itself will be ever mans friend;
II the Bible be what it can neer be denied
book which thro' Gods hand has surely been tried
Its meaning and reasons to limited mind
By each sect its exactness cannot be defined,
While the powers OF intellect given to each
To the parson and laymanthis lesson should teach
That whaser you profess and i 8 true to your part
"By their fruits you shall know them"
II is not q colorEt is not leaf,
Norm joyousness is it, nor even in grief
IT'S the rainbow Of Love--the essence Of soul
By Faith, Hope, and Charity, held in control,
Is 1t not weet, at evening hour
To feel the Almightly's alLpervading power
Is it not sweet, away from Church or State,
To feel how calm, consoing, and sedate,
while Nature rests, and mans e'er busy hand
Obeys, with gratitude, his Gods command)
Is that mysterious influence, filing every part,
Strengthening the frame and comforting the heart
And when frail Nature falls into its rest,
Its hope in heaven, and thus securely blest
These partly are the layman's joys. But unto him
Who claims to know the road to cherubml
What are his jOys-his holy comforts' where7
In leading erring souls to constant prayer,
BY bright example Of his Masters life
Practising charity, avoiding strife
By seeking to discover where distress
Requires assistance, and his hand may bless
To soothe the bed Of sickness and the grave
TO let all know his Masters power can save
To still the mourners' hearts, and raise
Their souls with tones Of heavenly praisc
By loud hOsannas which on angels wings
Are placed before his throne the King OF Kings.
How many other comforts in his way,
Will surely meet him each continuous day;
His Master and his flock divide his heart,
And worldly feelings hola in it no part.
These the good mans joys and yet, wean,
If we but take look behind the screen
Some seEdenial practised Of these joys we find,
And trace the sordid features Of their mind
These duties all renounced-with little care
They take dishonesty their Masters houri
To Aater men that they suppose in power.
High in their church they do aspire to shine,
And tempting tempted, are seduced by wine;
The subtle poison soon their masks displace-
Soon you discern their own, their proper face
Soon the assumed, ungenial virtues disappear
You seek for "GOd's' own mnister-no longer there
But. to return-my meaning IN explain,
Which you have lOokd for in these lines in vain
As far as have written for my pen
Takes sudden phrensies every now and then -
While Ministers forget their true vocation,
And quarrel publicly before the nation,
The Devil laughs secure in his dominion
Der men who quarrel thus about opinion
And stirring up his fire, with all his might,
Would blind our reason by d. d. bue.light!
In hurry, your friend,
ST. PATRICK.