Monday, December 31, 2007

The Gate of the Year'

I said to the man, who stood at the gate of the year

Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown'
And he replied 'Go out into the darkness
and put your hand into the hand of God.
That shall be to you better than light
and safer than a known Way'.

So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God,
trod gladly into the night.
And He led me towards the hills
and the breaking of day in the lone East.

So heart be still:
What need our little life, our human life to know,
If God hath comprehension?

In all the dizzy strife
of things both high and low,
God hideth his intention.

God knows. His will Is best.
The stretch of years which wind ahead,
so dim to our imperfect vision,
Are clear to God. Our fears are premature;
In Him all time hath full provision.

Then rest; until God moves to lift the veil
From our impatient eyes,
When, as the sweeter features
of Life's stern face we hail,
Fair beyond all surmise
God's thought around His creatures
our minds shall fill.
....Minnie Louise Haskins image

1 Comments:

At 1:50 PM, Blogger Unknown said...

I learned the first few verses of this poem from the bronce plaque at the entrance of St. George's Chapel when I visited Windsor Castle in the mid-seventies. I like it very much ever since.

It gives a true meaning of faith.

 

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