That the voice of the age is a moan;
That the red hand of wrong
Is triumphant1 and strong,
And that wrong is triumphant alone;
There was never a time on the face of the earth
When love was so near its own.
Do you think that the love which has died for the world
Has not lived for the world also?
Filling man with the fire
To love all with a love that shall grow?
It was not for nothing the White Christ was born
Two thousand years ago.
The power that gave birth to the Son of the King
All life doth move and thrill,
Every age as ’tis passed
Coming nearer at last
To the law of that wonderful will,—
As our God so loved the world that day,
Our God so loves it still.
The love that fed poverty, making it thrive,
Is learning a lovelier way.
We have seen that the poor
Need be with us no more,
And that sin may be driven away;
Is entering life to-day.
The spirit of Christ is awake and alive,
In the work of the world it is shown,
Crying loud, crying clear,
That the Kingdom is here,
And that all men are heirs to the throne!
There was never a time since the making of man
When love was so near its own!
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1 triumphant | |
adj.胜利的,成功的;狂欢的,喜悦的 | |
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2 boundless | |
adj.无限的;无边无际的;巨大的 | |
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3 martyrs | |
n.martyr的复数形式;烈士( martyr的名词复数 );殉道者;殉教者;乞怜者(向人诉苦以博取同情) | |
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