The Coming Time
by Achsa White Sprague
When men forget their love of gold,
And love their honor more;
When Truth is only current coin;
And counted o'er and o'er;
When men love Freedom for its sake, --
For all as well as one, --
And for the greatest good, their work
From day to day is done;
When men throw self aside, and live
For some great purpose high:
Then will the glorious era come,
When none shall fear to die.
Then will the human soul grow strong,
And wise, and grand, and free,
Shall rise the coming race, O God,
A fitter type of Thee!
Then shall Thy seal, and only Thine,
Be set on every brow, --
Ay, none shall wear the mark of Cain,
As millions wear it now;
Then shall the Eden bloom again,
Then shall the angels stand,
And with new Adams and new Eves,
White-robed, walk hand-in-hand!
Source:The Poet And Other Poems.
Boston: William White And Co.,
158 Washington Street.