26.12.2010, 13:38
HOPE BENEATH THE WATERS.
' I cannot mount to heaven beneath this ban ;
Can Christian hope survive so far below
The level of the happiness of man ?
Can angels' wings in these dark waters grow ?
A spirit voice replied, ' From bearing right
Our sorest burthens, comes fresh strength to bear ;
And so we rise again towards the light,
And quit the sunless depths for upper air :
Meek patience is as diver's breath to all
Who sink in sorrow's sea, and many a ray
Comes gleaming downward from the source of da),
To guide us reascending from our fall ;
The rocks have bruised thee sore, but angels' wings
Grow best from bruises, hope from anguish springs.'
' I cannot mount to heaven beneath this ban ;
Can Christian hope survive so far below
The level of the happiness of man ?
Can angels' wings in these dark waters grow ?
A spirit voice replied, ' From bearing right
Our sorest burthens, comes fresh strength to bear ;
And so we rise again towards the light,
And quit the sunless depths for upper air :
Meek patience is as diver's breath to all
Who sink in sorrow's sea, and many a ray
Comes gleaming downward from the source of da),
To guide us reascending from our fall ;
The rocks have bruised thee sore, but angels' wings
Grow best from bruises, hope from anguish springs.'