Truth

Beyond the clouds, away In the dim distance, lay A bright and golden shower At sunset's radiant hour,-- Like to the soul's glad immortality, Making this life divine, Making its waters wine, Giving the glory that eye cannot see.

In God there is no night,-- Truth is eternal light, A help forever near; For sinless sense is here In Truth, the Life, the Principle of man. Away, then, mortal sense! Then, error, get thee hence, Thy discord ne'er in harmony began!

Immortal Truth,--since heaven rang, The while the glad stars sang To hail creation's glorious morn-- As when this babe was born, A painless heraldry of Soul, not sense,-- Shine on our 'wildered way, Give God's idea sway, And sickness, sin, and death are banished hence.

Lynn, Mass., April, 1871.