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The Hills of God (2) - ZaunköniG - 30.09.2007 The Hills of God I Always your aims for me were large and high: Your love was generous as the love of heaven. The best things life could hold you wanted given Into my keeping. So sweet years went by, While watchful angels seemed to hover nigh, And all the blessings for which you had striven Were showered on me. Then the link was riven. Was it your own great soul that bade joy die? Ever you sought perfection for me, dear, And all that makes for ultimate true gain. Perchance because your vision was so clear You understood that only those attain The Heights Beyond, who walk through valleys here. Was it for this you left me to such pain? II But oh, you did not, could not comprehend How dark the valley and how long the road, (Since days are years in sorrow's drear abode) Or else you had gone nearer to the end Before you left me. Pain, to be our friend, Must use a chastening hand but not a goad, Nor wound us so we cannot lift our load Up the hard winding pathways that ascend. I think you must be startled and amazed, Seeing the blooddrops where my feet have trod. But I think, too, your opened eyes have gazed Upon celestial summits, beauteous, broad, And that you know the trail my soul has blazed Lead somehow, sometime, to those Hills of God. |