God's New Year's Gift

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Title:     God's New Year's Gift
Author: Thomas O'Hagan [More Titles by O'Hagan]

What shall the coming year bring forth,
O Lord, who rulest the land?
For the navies of the sea and air
Are but stubble in Thy hand.
The battalions in the field go forth;
They arm in mighty line;
Do they kneel to know Thy holy will?
Have they asked from Thee a sign?

The kings invoke Thy holy name,
In their carnage and their strife;
But the purple gift it was Thine to give
Recks not of pity nor life:
For they're drunk with the wine of lustful power,
And seared with the sins of earth;
And their prayers and preachments now mock Thy name,
And make of Thy laws but mirth.

January 1, 1916.

For Duncan Campbell Scott.

[The end]
Thomas O'Hagan's poem: God's New Year's Gift

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