"We're fighting a fight for a new, clean life,
For truth and right we are waging our war,
Oh, give us your prayers, ye Christian men
Who read your faith by the Bethlehem Star!"
For truth and right we are waging our war,
Oh, give us your prayers, ye Christian men
Who read your faith by the Bethlehem Star!"
They have prayed their gods—the gods they have known
Since world's were star-dust hurled into space—
For the strength they need, but dumb and afar
In dim Nirvana these hold their place.
Since world's were star-dust hurled into space—
For the strength they need, but dumb and afar
In dim Nirvana these hold their place.
They have threaded the years with varying faiths,
Bowing to Buddha, and worshipping Joss;
Now, in the stress of their newer need
They're reaching out for the Calvary Cross.
Bowing to Buddha, and worshipping Joss;
Now, in the stress of their newer need
They're reaching out for the Calvary Cross.
Out of the Orient comes the appeal,
The land of the old ancestral dream—
Confucius is crying at last to Christ,
And Buddha is hailing the Lord supreme.
The land of the old ancestral dream—
Confucius is crying at last to Christ,
And Buddha is hailing the Lord supreme.
SECOND SAMUEL, 1:20
"TELL it not in Gath, nor publish it
Within the streets of Askelon;"
So spake a prophet of an olden time,
A century long dead and gone.
Within the streets of Askelon;"
So spake a prophet of an olden time,
A century long dead and gone.
When in the haunts of daily life
You pause to tell a neighbor's shame,
Or whisper softly of some doubtful deed,
Or stain with evil slur his name,
You pause to tell a neighbor's shame,
Or whisper softly of some doubtful deed,
Or stain with evil slur his name,
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