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THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO PAUL

Acts xxvi. 16.

               From the glory and the gladness,
                    From His secret place;
                                    From the rapture of His Presence
                    From the radiance of His Face--
                                    
               Christ, the Son of God, hath sent me
                    Through the midnight lands;
                                    Mine the mighty ordination
                    Of the pierced Hands.
                                    
               Mine the message grand and glorious
                    Strange unsealed surprise--
                                    That the goal is God's Beloved,
                    Christ in Paradise.
                                    
               Hear me, weary men and women,
                    Sinners dead in sin;
                                    I am come from heaven to tell you
                    Of the love within;
                                    
               Not alone of God's great pathway
                    Leading up to heaven;
                                    Not alone how you may enter
                    Stainless and forgiven--
                                    
               Not alone of rest and gladness
                    Tears and sighing fled--
                                    Not alone of life eternal
                    Breathed into the dead--
                                    
               But I tell you I have seen Him,
                    God's beloved Son,
                                    From His lips have learnt the mystery
                    He and His are one.
                                    
               There, as knit into the body
                    Every joint and limb,
                                    We, His ransomed, His belovèd,
                    We are one with Him.
                                    
               All in marvellous completeness
                    Added to the Lord,
                                    There to be His crown of glory,
                    His supreme reward.
                                    
               Wondrous prize of our high calling!
                    Speed we on to this,
                                    Past the cities of the angels
                    Farther into bliss;
                                    
               On into the depths eternal
                    Of the love and song,
                                    Where in God the Father's glory
                    Christ has waited long;
                                    
               There to find that none beside Him
                    God's delight can be--
                                    NOT BESIDE HIM, NAY, BUT IN HIM,
                    O BELOVED ARE WE.
                    

C. P. C.


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