#title All in All #author E.N. #LISTtitle All in All #SORTauthors Freedom Press, Anonymous #SORTtopics poetry, Freedom Press #date September 1, 1888 #source Freedom: A Journal of Anarchist Socialism, Vol. 2 — No. 24, online source [[http://www.revoltlib.com/?id=2950][RevoltLib.com]]. #lang en When all the night is horrible with clamor Of voiceless curses darker than the night, When light of sun there is not, neither star-shine Nor any beacon on the hill of right Shine, O thou light of life, upon our pathway, Freedom, be thou our light! Since all life’s ways are difficult and dreary And false steps echo through eternity, And there is naught to lean on as we journey By paths not smooth ac downward ways would be We have no other help, we need no other Freedom, we lean on thee. The slaves’ base murmur and the threats of tyrants, The voice of cowards who cringe and cry “Retreat!” The whisper of the world, “Come where power calls thee!” The whisper of the flesh, “Let life be sweet!” Silence all these with thy divine commanding Guide thou thy children’s feet. For thee, for thee, we bear the cross, the banner For thee are all our battles fought and won For thee was every prayer we ever uttered For thee has every deed of ours been done; To thee we press—to thee, triumphant splendor! Oh, Freedom: lead us on! Where thou shalt lead we do not fear to follow Thou hast our hearts, we follow them in thee Spirit of Light, whatever thou shalt show us, Strong in the faith we shall not fear to see We reach to thee through all the waves of darkness Of all the days to be. E. N.