Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life. 1904. | | | | IV. Sabbath: Worship: Creed | | Sunday Morning Bells | | Dinah Maria Mulock Craik (1826–1887) |
| | | FROM the near city comes the clang of bells: | |
| Their hundred jarring diverse tones combine | |
| In one faint misty harmony, as fine | |
| As the soft note yon winter robin swells. | |
| What if to Thee in thine infinity | 5 |
| These multiform and many-colored creeds | |
| Seem but the robe man wraps as masquers’ weeds | |
| Round the one living truth them givest him—Thee? | |
| What if these varied forms that worship prove, | |
| Being heart-worship, reach thy perfect ear | 10 |
| But as a monotone, complete and clear, | |
| Of which the music is, through Christ’s name, love? | |
| Forever rising in sublime increase | |
| To “Glory in the highest,—on earth peace”? | | | | |
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