Than to staunch a
stream of sorrow
By an
avalanche of woe.
Do not cheer until each nation
Sheathes the sword and blunts the spear,
And we sing aloud for gladness:
Lo, the reign of Christ is here,
And the banners of destruction
From the
battlefield are furled,
And the peace of God descending
Rests upon a
restless world.
90 THE BURDENS OF ALL.
THE BURDENS OF ALL.
We may sigh o'er the heavy burdens
Of the black, the brown and white;
But if we all clasped hands together
The burdens would be more light.
How to solve life's saddest problems,
Its
weariness, want and woe,
Was answered by One who suffered
In Palestine long ago.
He gave from his heart this precept,
To ease the burdens of men,
"As ye would that others do to you
Do ye even so to them."
Life's heavy, wearisome burdens
Will change to a
gracious trust
When men shall learn in the light of God
To be
merciful and just.
Where war has sharpened his weapons,
And
slavery masterful had,
Let white and black and brown unite
To build the kingdom of God.
And never attempt in madness
To build a kingdom or state,
Through greed of gold or lust of power,
On the crumbling stones of hate.
The burdens will always he heavy,
The
sunshine fade into night,
Till mercy and justice shall cement
The black, the brown and the white.
And earth shall answer with gladness,
The
herald angel's refrain,
When "Peace on earth, good will to men"
Was the burden of their strain.
End