Found another great, old poem

by George F. Viett (1868-1943)

“Life more abundant!”
This the glad tidings
Blazoned in cosmic light
Girdling the earth;
“Many the mansions”
For our abidings
In these myriad stars
Of man’s birth and re-birth.

Each star a paradise
Brighter and fairer
For pilgrims ascending
Unfettered of sin;
Life more abundant
Richer and rarer–
With spirits congenial
Loved friends, and kin.

They shall come dancing
Down hills of Gladness
To meet us and greet us
With welcoming song;
With balm for life’s wounds,
And surcease from its madness–
The wrath and the wreck
Of the world, and its wrong.

There are endless new Edens
For those who shall merit–
In these beautiful worlds
Where we linger awhile,
And the radiance of Heaven
For those who can bear it–
For those on whom Virtue
And Justice shall smile.

This is the story
Of new life unmeasured–
Of man’s august pilgrimage
Through the infinite stars;
And somewhere, in glory,
God’s guests are gathered;
Freed from the fetters
Of flesh and its scars–


Found another great, old poem