The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1903-10-06
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Say not there is no God Take all own,
But let me worship at that Mystic Throne
Take love, or wealth, or pow'r or mortal fame,
But leave me God, tho without form or name
Leave me some God-some Guardian Hand
divine
wherewith, thro' life, may find strength for
mine
Leave me some Arm, upon whose tender pow'r
may rely in Sorrows doleful hour
Some Heart supreme which Doubt nor Fear
shall steal,
Whose endless love and mercy may feel =
Some Lying God-I care not whose il be-
Nor do l ask that may feel or see
If 1t be God, care not what the name
Let me that God now and forever claim
God must have II am part of One
Wouldst thou deprive the sunlight OF the sun
Wouldst thou uproot the treasures of the heart,
Nor leave the joy which Hope and Faith
impart
Wouidst thou deprive the desert of its spring,
Or rob the soaring eagle of its wing
Wouldst thou deny the garden of its rose,
Or dry the fountain whence the river flows
Wouldst thou forbid the nightingale its song?-
Rob night of music when the night be long p
Wouldst thou, o. Man with all thy seeming
pow'r
| Forbid the bloom or fragrance of the flow'r
Wouldst thou up reach thy hand into the night
And crush the stars from our poor mortal
sight
Wouldst thou deprive the midnight of the moon
Or cast umbragean on the brow of Noon
Speak not of Death Say that is the Dawn
Let not my God, tho nil he prove, be gone
Bid Him remain, tho vague and underlined
Snap not the tender tissues of my mind
| Plunge me not thus in infidelic He'll,
But let my soul in Hopes high heaven dwell
Let me believe, tho can prove it not,
That God eXlsts-a true or duplex thought
Let not my soul in mental midnight grope,
But spare my ship the anchor of its hope
Give me one God II do not ask for more
The Wall Of Death needs but single door
The Wall OF Death All. grimly doth it loom
Against the dark horizon of the tomb
No window there reveals the inner light
No face peers outward thro' the waste of night
Yet Faith has pictured on that sombre Wall
A shining Promise that lllumines all
There shines the star which in the midnigh
hour
Inspires my hope. and give my life its pow'r
There scars my soul on Fancy's golden cloud
Oh, give il not the semblance of a shroud
There dwells my mind-the essence of it
thought
There Hope is monarch and Despair is not
Say not die but tell me that live
Calm in that trust which only Faith can give
Say not am some orphan child of Chance,
But let sweet Faith each budding hope enhance
Give me some God upon whose arm 10 lean.
Tho deep and dark may be the veil between
God mus, have AN He must be supreme
Say not He is some myth or foolish dream
| If II be but fancy-De 1t mine =
Let Hopes red sun in splendor'S glow decline
Better that Lfe's last sun set should come on
With all the golden glimmer of the Dawn =
/ dare not listen to the rempter's cry
/ must not hear false Logtc's lisping Lie
Give me my God. and let Him be divine
, Omnipotent omniScient, mine and thine
: Let Him be God--to whom all being clings-
Personified perfection of all things
God of all Cods-One may claim and keep
Eternal God -vast as the heavens $ deep =
Unbounded as the welkiu-all in all =
He who perceives the sparrows downward fal
} God of my sires soul of all self and sod =
Supreme, Divine, True and Almighty Sod
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