Poem July 13, 1912 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

NO MORE SEA

EVELYN GAGE KNIFFIN.

The sea ever speaks with its billows,
Of restlessness, tumult, and strife;
And mysteries vast and unfathomed,
O'erclouding the sunshine of life.

And sadly it murmurs of sorrow,
Drear watching and agonized fears,
Of ships that have vanished forever,
And heartbroken women in tears.

Our lives, bound by darkness and error,
Are like the tumultuous sea,
With partings and peril and discord,
Keen anguish and deep mystery.

But Truth comes, proclaiming man's birthright,—
Possession and safety and peace,
Great joy and a full understanding,—
And all our old turmoil shall cease.

There shall be no death, neither sorrow,
Nor crying, nor any more pain;
For God wipes away all earth's tear-drops,
And Love shall forevermore reign.

Behold, the new earth and new heaven!
The first heaven and earth cease to be!
The spirit of peace reigns triumphant!
And, lo, there shall be no more sea!

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