THE HOUR

This is the world's stupendous hour -

The supreme moment for the race

To see the emptiness of power,

The worthlessness of wealth and place,

To see the purpose and the plan

Conceived by God for growing man.

And they who see and comprehend

That ultimate and lofty aim

Will wait in patience for the end,

Knowing injustice cannot claim

One lasting victory, or control

Laws that bar progress for the whole.

This is an epoch-making time;

God thunders through the universe

A message glorious and sublime,

At once a blessing and a curse.

Blessings for those who seek His light,

Curses for those whose law is might.

Ephemeral as the sunset glow

Is human grandeur. Mortal life

Was given that souls might seek and know

Immortal truths; and through the strife

That shakes the earth from land to land

The wise shall hear and understand.

Out of the awful holocaust,

Out of the whirlwind and the flood,

Out of old creeds to Bedlam tossed,

Shall rise a new earth washed in blood -

A new race filled with spirit power,

This is the world's stupendous hour.