Still holy lives
Reveal the Christ of whom the letter told,
And the new gospel verifies the old.
1885.
HYMNS OF THE BRAHMO SOMAJ.
I have attempted this paraphrase of the Hymns of the Brahmo Somaj
of India, as I find them in Mozoomdar's account of the devotional
exercises of that remarkable religious development which has
attracted far less attention and sympathy from the Christian world
than it deserves, as a fresh revelation of the direct action of the
Divine Spirit upon the human heart.
I.
The mercy, O Eternal One!
By man unmeasured yet,
In joy or grief, in shade or sun,
I never will forget.
I give the whole, and not a part,
Of all Thou gayest me;
My goods, my life, my soul and heart,
I yield them all to Thee!
II.
We fast and plead, we weep and pray,
From morning until even;
We feel to find the holy way,
We knock at the gate of heaven
And when in silent awe we wait,
And word and sign forbear,
The hinges of the golden gate
Move, soundless, to our prayer!
Who hears the eternal harmonies
Can heed no outward word;
Blind to all else is he who sees
The vision of the Lord!
III.
O soul, be patient, restrain thy tears,
Have hope, and not despair;
As a tender mother heareth her child
God hears the penitent prayer.
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