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Booth died blind and still by faith he trod,
Eyes still dazzled by the ways of God.
General William Booth Enters into Heaven, and Other Poems (1913)
Booth led boldly with his big bass drum—
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
The Saints smiled gravely and they said:
"He's come."
General William Booth Enters into Heaven, and Other Poems (1913)
Except the Christ be born again tonight
In dreams of all men, saints and sons of shame,
The world will never see his kingdom bright.
Stars of all hearts, lead onward thro' the night
Past death-black deserts, doubts without a name,
Past hills of pain and mountains of new sin
To that far sky where mystic births begin,
Where dreaming ears the angel-song shall win.
General William Booth Enters into Heaven, and Other Poems (1913)
Our Christmas shall be rare at dawning there,
And each shall find his brother fair,
Like a little child within:
All hearts of the earth shall find new birth
And wake, no more to sin.
General William Booth Enters into Heaven, and Other Poems (1913)
Let not our town be large, remembering
That little Athens was the Muses' home,
That Oxford rules the heart of London still,
That Florence gave the Renaissance to Rome.
General William Booth Enters into Heaven, and Other Poems (1913)
Drabs from the alleyways and drug fiends pale—
Minds still passion-ridden, soul-powers frail:—
Vermin-eaten saints with mouldy breath,
Unwashed legions with the ways of Death—
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
General William Booth Enters into Heaven, and Other Poems (1913)