Te Deum Laudamus

I will praise God alway for each new year, Knowing that it shall be most worthy of His kindness and His pity and His love I will wait patient, till, from sphere to sphere, Across large times and spaces, ringeth clear The voice of Him who sitteth high above, Saying, "Behold! thou hast had pain enough; Come; for thy Love is waiting for thee here!" I know that it must happen as God saith. I know it well. Yet, also, I know well That where birds sing and yellow wild-flowers dwell, Or where some strange new sunset lingereth, All Earth shall alway of her presence tell Who liveth not for me this side of death.

THE FIRST EDITION OF THIS BOOK CONSISTS OF FIVE HUNDRED COPIES WITH THIRTY-FIVE ADDITIONAL COPIES ON ENGLISH HAND MADE PAPER PRINTED BY THE ROCKWELL AND CHURCHILL PRESS OF BOSTON DURING NOVEMBER 1896