Of the hungry, homeless poor.

III.

I know the song that you sing to God,

Joyous and high and wild,

But here where His creatures herd and die,

'Tis the sob of a little child.

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WHERE IS GOD?

(Written during the hostilities in the Far East in 1900.)

Hard by the gates of Eden,

Where God first walked with man,

In the light of the new creation,

Ere the race of Cain began,

The world-wide hosts have gathered,

And their swords are drawn to slay:

God was with man in Eden,

But where is God today?

From the ice-bound steppes of the Cossack;

From the home of the fleur-de-lis,

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