I hear the awful language of all Space

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And full of winding mysteries of ways:
So now with life that reaches out before
And borders on the unexplained Beyond.
I see the stars above me
world on world:
I hear the awful language of all Space;
I feel the distant surging of great seas
That hide the secrets of the Universe
In their eternal bosoms; and I know
That I am but an atom of the Whole.
THE CHRISTIAN'S NEW YEAR PRAYER
Thou Christ of mine
Thy gracious ear low bending
Through these glad New Year days
To catch the countless prayers to heaven ascending -
For e'en hard hearts do raise
Some secret wish for fame
or gold
or power
Or freedom from all care -
Dear
patient Christ
who listeneth hour on hour
Hear now a Christian's prayer.
Let this young year that
silent
walks beside me
Be as a means of grace
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To lead me up
no matter what betide me
Nearer the Master's face.
If it need be that ere I reach the Fountain
Where living waters play
My feet should bleed from sharp stones on the mountain
Then cast them in my way.
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