Menken, Adah Isaacs
|INTO THE DEPTHS.|
To me, for ever, the station near the blood of the
To me, for ever, the station near the Throne of Love!
To me, for ever, the Kingdom of Heaven--and I the
Oh, the least in love--
The least in joy--
The least in life--
The least in death--
The least in beauty--
The least in eternity.
So much of rich, foaming, bubbling human blood drank
down into the everlasting sea of Sin.
The jasper gates are closed on the crimson highway of
The Seven Angels stand on guard.
Seven thunders utter their voices.
And the angles have not sealed up those things which
the seven thunders have uttered.
I have pleaded to the seventh angel for the little book.
But he heedeth me not.52All life is bitter, not one drop as sweet as honey.
And yet I prophesy before many people, and nations,
and tongues, and kings!