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| THE WILL Divine that woke a waiting time, | |
| With desert cry and Calvary’s cross sublime, | |
| Had equal need on thee its power to prove, | |
| Thou soul of passionate zeal and tenderest love! | |
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| O slave devout of burdening Hebrew school, | 5 |
| Proud to fulfil each time-exalted rule, | |
| How broke the illusion of thy swelling wrath | |
| On that meek front of calm, enduring faith! | |
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| Then flashed it on thy spirit mightily | |
| That thou hadst spurned a love that died for thee! | 10 |
| And all the pride went down in whelming flood | |
| Of boundless shame and boundless gratitude. | |
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| What large atonement that great conscience pays! | |
| For every wounding slight, a psalm of praise; | |
| Unending worship shall the debt consume; | 15 |
| For hours of rage, a life of martyrdom. | |
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| Yet in such morning glow, such vital day, | |
| What chilling sense of claim or debt can stay? | |
| O wondrous power of noble love, to free | |
| From binding Law to glorious Liberty! | 20 |
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| Dream not that one hath drained the exhaustless sea. | |
| Full pours the tide in widening stream for thee; | |
| Lift for new liberties that conquering sign; | |
| Shatter the severing walls with touch divine! | |
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