Immanuel

True Law which spheres the hugest sun 
       That blazes in the deeps of blue,
And binds unnumbered worlds in one, 
       So rounds the tiniest drop of dew.

The God who sowed the midnight gloom 
       With stars that blossom evermore, 
Still lights the lowliest lily-bloom 
       That nestles by the cottage door.

An atom of the self-same fire 
       That burned in Zoroaster’s soul, 
Kindles the humblest heart’s desire, 
       And beacons our eternal goal.

What Jesus felt, what Moses saw 
       On Sinai, on Gennesaret,
Love’s boundless glow, the lightning Law, 
       Our hearts have known, our vision met.

For God in every nature folds 
       The perfect future of its kind; 
The eternal love thy bosom holds, 
       And thrills thy thought the Eternal Mind.

Oh, not in overweening pride, 
       But calm in holy trust alone, 
Put every alien law aside, 
       And walk serenely by thy own.

Cathayan clogs, Judean creeds, 
       Deform and fetter limb and soul ;
Life only from within proceeds, 
       Evolving one harmonious whole.

The heart, self-centred, that alone 
       Obeys what God within it bids,
Holds firmly its inviolate throne 
       As Andes and the Pyramids.