The Making of The Beautiful

And slowly His craftsmen have carved it,
-the frost and the storm and the wave-
Rough-hewn from the rock everlasting
where aeons their annals might grave.
Long, long, ere o'er Bethlehem's manger
the Star shed its radiant light,
And long ere on Calvary's summit
the noonday was shrouded in night;
While kingdoms and nations had risen
and played their brief parts for a day,
And countless new creeds and old systems
had flourished and passed to decay;
While oracles lapsed into silence
and prophets grew weary and dumb,
The Cross, through the centuries waiting,
was pledge of a faith yet to come.”
That poem in its entirety must surely be one of the things that will
remain as her contribution to the English language, and to the
Christian faith.
When one comes to the next item of Christian faith and reaches the
theme of the Resurrection, rich inspiration flows from her pen. It was
not just to supply the demand for Easter cards. Her heart welled up in
fellowship with a living Savior. In one poem already quoted "Know", she
has a resurrection verse as follows :
" 'I know'-upon this lighthouse tower
The winds and waves shall beat in vain;
I know that my Redeemer lives
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