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‘_Let go the Cross_'-GERTRUDE RUNSHON.
I heard a strange voice in the distance calling / As from a star an echo might be falling.
It spoke four syllables, concise and brief, / Charged with a God-sent message of relief:
_Let go the cross_! Oh, you who cling to sorrow, / Hark to the new command and comfort borrow.
Even as the Master left His cross below / And rose to Paradise, let go, let go.
Forget your wrongs, your troubles and your losses, / For with the tools of thought we build our crosses.
Forget your griefs, all grudges and all fear / And enter Paradise-its gates are near.
Heaven is a realm by loving souls created, / And hell was fashioned by the hearts that hated.
Love, hope and trust; believe all joys are yours, / Life pays the soul whose confidence endures,
The blows of adverse fate, by larger pleasures, / As after storms the soil yields fuller measures.
Let go the cross; roll self-the stone-away / And dwell with Love in Paradise to-day.