[Written for the Sentinel]

God Made Man Free

God made man free.
O wondrous truth, O boundless thought;
No limit mars what God hath wrought!
Whence cometh then the sick, the frail,
The sufferer's moan, the sinner's wail?
Is this the man whom God made free?
Ah, no, this lie, it is not he;
'T is but a dream—mortality.

God made man free.
And all the mists of mortal life,
And all the woes of mortal strife,
Can never cause God's man to fear,
Nor dim his eye with scalding tear;
For through sense-mists he sees the sun
And knows that with his God he's one;
Like Father, then, must be the son.

God made man free.
Break thou the chains that bind thee fast;
They're but beliefs, and cannot last
If thou to Principle be true,
And from the mount of vision view
The marvel of man's liberty,
Maintained throughout eternity,—
God's gift to man. God made man free.

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