Πάθει Μάθος. I KNOW is all the mourner saith: Knowledge by suffering entereth, Glory to God-to God! he saith THE ANGEL OF PATIENCE. O weary hearts, to mourning homes, God's meekest Angel gently comes: No power has he to banish pain, Or give us back our lost again; And yet, in tenderest love, our dear And Heavenly Father sends him here. There's quiet in that Angel's glance, He kindly trains us to endure. Angel of Patience! sent to calm The Angel of Patience. 27 O thou who mournest on thy way, VIA CRUCIS VIA LUCIS. HROUGH night to light! - And though to mortal eyes Creation's face a pall of horror wear, Good cheer! good cheer! The gloom of midnight flies; Then shall a sunrise follow, mild and fair. Through storm to calm! And though his thunder-car The rumbling tempest drive through earth and sky, Good cheer! good cheer! The elemental war Tells that a blessed, healing hour is nigh. Through frost to spring! And though the biting blast Of Eurus stiffen nature's juicy veins, Good cheer! good cheer! When winter's wrath is past, Soft-murmuring spring breathes sweetly o'er the plains. Via Crucis Via Lucis. 29 Through strife to peace! And though, with bristling front, A thousand frightful deaths encompass thee, Good cheer! good cheer! Brave thou the battle's brunt For the peace-march and song of victory. Through toil to sleep! And though the sultry noon, With heavy, drooping wing, oppress thee now, Good cheer! good cheer! The cool of evening soon Shall lull to sweet repose thy weary brow. Through cross to crown! And though thy spirit's life Trials untold assail with giant strength, Good cheer! good cheer! Soon ends the bitter strife, And thou shalt reign in peace with Christ at length. And though the midnight find thee weeping still, |