FOR CHEVIOT.

Otago Witness, Issue 2490, 4 December 1901, Page 63

FOR CHEVIOT.

Upon the trembling earth Ihe knee In humbleness we bow; The children of Thy grace are we— The King of Kings art Ihou. Thy mighty arm extends above The limit of the sun , Onr Father, Thou art God of Love And God of Battle, oi:c. The sword of Justice is Thy sword, The voice of thunder Thine; The ait the morning air, O Lord, And evening air divine. Strange music wings itself so sweet . Beneath Thy starry dome, Enchantment buds and. blooms so deep Aiound the walls of Home. On earth so fond the daisy lies, With sparkling d!ew beset, That for a moment, moital-wise, Cur beating hearts forget. Yet only for a moment so: The tie 9 of earth divine Are spirit fingers, pointing to The source of Love sublime. Thy hand doth press us soie to-day, Yet, trembling al Thy word, Remembering aJI our sins, we piay: . "Be meiciful, O Lordl" We question not Thy right to take The tithes of Time to Thee; Thy harvest ripens on the great Broad field—Eternity! But while the golden treasure falls Upoii the burdened way— Or ere the waking night bird calls Unto the evening grey, Smile sweetly on the gleaners, Lord; Beneath Thy hand we bow. Of saint snd cherubim adored And King of Kings art Thou. —John Maclexxan-. Dunedin, November, 1901.