Poems (Chitwood)/The Two Voices
THE TWO VOICES."The heart hath two voices, of hope and doubt."
"The way is rough, the rocks are bare,How can my bleeding footsteps cross?"—
"Courage! faint heart, do not despair,The rocks are dotted o'er with moss."
"The way is dark, and lone and far,The mists of gloom around me rise."—
"Look through thy tears, behold a starSoft shining on the tranquil skies."
"The way is desolate, I knowNot where to turn—afraid, alone."—
"Have faith, a hand as pure as snow,Is waiting to receive thine own."
"The way is sad, the tones that thrilledMy heart, come to my ears no more."—
"Go on in hope; they are but stilled,That thou may'st seek them gone before."
"The way is cheerless: ah. my pathBears more of woe than others feel."—
"Not so, the smiles another hath,A secret canker oft conceal."
"The way is fearful! ah, the streamIs dark, by fears my heart is riven."—
"Courage one moment, yonder gleamThe jasper gates of rest and heaven."