XLV.
THE SONG OF WORK
MANY PHASES AND MANY EXAMPLES.
Music.
In every leaf and flower
The pulse of music beats,
And works the changes hour by hour,
In those divine retreats.
Alike in star and clod
One melody resides,
Which is the working will of God,
Beyond all power besides.
It is by angels heard,
By all of lower birth,
The silent music of the Word
Who works in heaven and earth.
For music order is
To which all work belongs,
And in this wondrous world of His
Work is the song of songs.
Divine Workers.
The Father hitherto,
And his Eternal Son
Work, work, and still have work to do
With each successive sun.
O bow the heart in awe,
And work as with the Lord,
Who, with his everlasting law,
Works on in sweet accord.
Work is the law of love
Which rules the world below,
Which rules the brighter world above,
Through which, like God, we grow.
And this and every day
The work of love is rest
In which our sorrows steal away,
Which cares may not infest.