Matthew S. Allen

Eternity by Matthew S. Allen

“But the end of all things is at hand:” – 1 Peter 4:7 Eternity! Eternity! Oh if The soul could grasp the lengthening, lengthening, Ever endless lengthening, lengthening of this, The endless endless, never ending endless Endlessness, as countless ages roll In flaming waves, or glory’s tide, O’er lost or ransomed soul, If crippled wren with broken wing could start On earth throughout this endless, endless, Never ending endless day To hobble from Pacific’s peaceful shore To where Atlantic’s waves and traffic roar.