Poems (Coolidge)/Blessèd Thoughts
BLESSÈD THOUGHTS
There is a blessèd thought For those who journey here; For all the sorrow-taught 'Tis full of hope and cheer; My presence goes with thee, To thee I give my Rest; Oh, come, oh, come to me, Ye weary and oppressed.
There is another thought, 'Twill ever comfort give; With tender meaning fraught And power anew to live; That He who asks our love Vouchsafes us daily Strength, Unfailing aid will prove Throughout our journey's length.
And, yet again, a thought; Though dim should be the way, Of cloud a pillar wrought Will lead us, day by day; Though dark should be the night, A fiery pillar's glow May be a beacon-light, As forward we shall go.
Once more a blessèd thought Will us from fear release; He who our ransom bought Bestows the gift of Peace: "My peace to you I leave; Not as the world I give; I bid you not to grieve, With me, you all shall live."
And then, a crowning thought, Of Life both rich and free; If at the Fountain sought, 'Tis ours eternally; With rest, strength, peace, and light, From Christ our all-in-all, Oh, may we valiant fight, And ever heed His call.