"AN ABIDING PEACE"

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 7, Issue 43, 25 January 1944, Page 5

"AN ABIDING PEACE"

Wearied ut last, when stories' are past Ocean lies still, in a deep slUmbcrcast. Clouds silver tinted, and opal will die As Avcst winds croon softly Their sweet lullaby. In shrines where sleep the. honoured dead. .With lifted hearts and lowered head — The linal benedictions said; . While congregations humbly kneel— To hear the words that soothe and heal The all embracing fervent plea For hearts storm tossed, on ii f e's rough sen. Since shrines were..raised, and-pray-? ers. said, : Countless souls have, homeward sped Across life's heaving treacherous.; sea— * To'the haven of eternity. Thus life goes on from age: to age, Unfolding history' page by page From the cradle to the grave Humans spend time and strength to save. Something that they deem i 3 worth— Living for on Mother Earth. Man is compared to the golden grainThat fills the laden harvest wai-:. Sunrise gilds the waving corn; Sunset sees the stubble, shorn Ready for the garnered seed — To produce the food, for future, need. The Lord of harvest has decreed—'He will provide for all our need'. Our hopes xnay perish and dccay— Like the sowers seed, beneath the; clay. That germ of immortality— —■ That will conquer death eventually »' That braves the darkness and the* cold . > To increase by ah hundredfold.— Love and truth that, are? ever ex-t .. paudlng— To God's peace, which passeth alsi understanding. H. SBRGANT*