POE TRY.
THE PILLARS.
HE who would curb the spirit's flight,
Or maim the aspiring mind, Is traitor to the Lord of light, And murderer of his kind.
O God, Who makest all things new, Set in our hearts Thy throne.
O man, be faithful, wise, and true, And fearless claim thine own.
On two strong pillars thou art built, God's purpose to fulfil : Freedom to do the thing thou wilt, Wisdom to guide thy will.
There came a whisper on the wind: " Yea, I have set them fast. Yet shall thy soul no shelter find Against the bitter blast.
A third strong pillar have I based On rock, and poised the roof, And woven walls about it, placed Thy dwelling tempest-proof. Thy Father I, both strong and wise, Wilt thou thy birthright prove P Thy will, thy wisdom sacrifice To Him whose name is Love P" E. D. S.
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