†Oh, hearken now for blessed Masterís Calling,
To all souls who seek their home.
Oh, tarry not for night is falling ;
For God is love and He doth know His own.
The gates of heaven are surely swinging open ;
Are open now to take us in,
The age has come with light abounding ;
For with His love Heís washed away all sin.
Brother, now, shall love his younger brother;
Every race and faith and creed.
All sustaining one another ;
Gone will be all thought of hate and greed.
Oh, wonderous night with glory past our knowing ;
Will pass unsees to eyes of fesh.
Oh, Father, for you bright loveís glowing;
We in that love shall find our perfect rest,
(written in 1963 after sitting at the beloved feet of the Master in Chicago.)
- Mary ft, Garlich