Freston
105
Thank God! my father still stands forth,
A man of stainless, noble worth,
To give your words the lie!
As long as memories of him last,
So long I'll hold my faith still fast,
And "Men are worthy," cry.
A man of stainless, noble worth,
To give your words the lie!
As long as memories of him last,
So long I'll hold my faith still fast,
And "Men are worthy," cry.
And yet when all this wrong I learned,
It seemed life's sunshine had been turned
To gloom, for me at least.
For this had Christ been crucified,
For this upon the cross He died!—
Still spreads the devil's feast.
It seemed life's sunshine had been turned
To gloom, for me at least.
For this had Christ been crucified,
For this upon the cross He died!—
Still spreads the devil's feast.
But ah! methinks, if Lucifer
Had ever borne the lights afar
In that dear Heaven above,
He must, in loathing and disgust,
Turn from those sinful haunts of lust,
And weep for God and love.
Had ever borne the lights afar
In that dear Heaven above,
He must, in loathing and disgust,
Turn from those sinful haunts of lust,
And weep for God and love.
I know that if I married you,
I should be to myself untrue,—
No union could it be;
For I would walk the heights alone,
And when your daily tasks were done,
Perhaps, you'd call to me,
I should be to myself untrue,—
No union could it be;
For I would walk the heights alone,
And when your daily tasks were done,
Perhaps, you'd call to me,
