Poem November 22, 1919 ISSUE

[Written for the Sentinel]

The Evening and the Morning

AGNES CHALMERS

Father , I thank Thee for these clearer raysOf Truth, the evening radiance and morning glow.I thank thee for these nights and for these daysOf praising Love. I thank Thee that I knowThat Thy creation is revealed. Yea, nowThere still is light, although earth's solar beamHas ceased to shine. This evening, Father, ThouHast been revealed anew. To-night there gleamAcross a world awakened from sin's war,The myriad torches of the men who fell,Writing with steady glow across the farHorizon: Weep not, friends, since all is well.

Immensity is filled with grateful songThat flesh wars not with Spirit, and that LoveConceives nor war nor punishment nor wrong.Immensity is filled with joy, aboveAll earthly pleasures, that Mind's thankful throngOf those who served in earth's last warring strifeHave proved that man is free, unfettered, strong.Thus doth Love's torch record eternal lifeAnd not eternal punishment. Mind's mightGleams through the evening and the morning lightRecording Church and government at one,While God commands His angel, Justice, Write:In Church and government, God's will is done.

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