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Frederick
George Scott
COLLECTED
POEMS
Our
Duty
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The great world’s heart is aching, aching
fiercely in the night,
And God alone can heal it, and God alone give light;
And the men to bear that message, and to speak the
living word,
Are you and I, my brothers, and the millions that
have heard.
Can we close our eyes to duty? Can we fold our
hands at ease,
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While
the gates of night stand open to the pathways of
the seas?
Can we shut up our compassions? Can we leave one
prayer unsaid,
Till the lands which hell has blasted have been
quickened from the
dead.
We grovel among trifles and our spirits fret
and toss,
While above us burns the vision of the Christ
upon the Cross;
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And
the blood of God is streaming from His broken hands
and side,
And the lips of God are saying, ‘Tell my brothers
I have died.’
O Voice of God, we hear Thee above the shocks
of time,
Thine echoes roll around us, and the message is
sublime
No power of man shall thwart us, no stronghold
shall dismay,
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God commands obedience and love has led the way.
—May, 1909 [Page 147]
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