[Written for the Sentinel]

The Exchange

The question:

What shall I render for immortal youth,
For joy and peace, for love and liberty?
For tireless strength and knowledge of all truth,
For deathless life and glad eternity?

Which of my treasures shall I give to Thee?
What human joys must I renounce and lay,
Worthless, upon Thine altar's sanctity,
That heaven's pure fires may wither them away?

The answer:

Give up, poor heart, thy woes and thy despairs,
Thy mortal selfhood with its selfishness;
Render, upon Love's altar, all the cares
That hide the measure of thy blessedness!

Give up thy present and thy future pain,
Thy past of discord and mortality;
Give what was never time, to have again
What has been thine from all eternity!

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