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24 THE CHILDREN OF
Who shall stand in his presence? The wrath of the Judge
is terrific,
Casting the insolent down at a glance. When He speaks in
his anger
Hillocks skip like the kid, and mountains leap like the
roebuck.
Yet,—why are ye afraid, ye children? This awful
avenger,
Ah! is a merciful God! God’s voice was not in the
earthquake,
Not in the fire, nor the storm, but it was in the whispering
breezes.
Love is the root of creation; God’s essence; worlds
without number
Lie in his bosom like children; He made them for this
purpose only.
Only to love and to be loved again, He breathed forth his
spirit
Into the slumbering dust, and upright standing, it laid its
Hand on its heart, and felt it was warm with a flame out
of heaven.
Quench, O quench not that flame! It is the breath of your
being.
Love is life, but hatred is death. Nor father, nor mother
Loved you, as God has loved you; for ’twas that you may
be happy
Gave He his only son. When He bowed down his head in
the death-hour
Solemnized Love its triumph; the sacrifice then was
completed.
Lo! then was rent on a sudden the veil of the temple,
dividing
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