"When all the wise and the
prudent have said what they have to say.
And out of the law and the prophets have taken
the thunders away,
And out of the Book of Beginnings have taken
the wonders away,
I shall search for a new religion, with a
pillar of fire by night,
And a Red Sea cleft through the middle, and an
ark, and a white dove's flight.
"I shall find me a garden of Eden, with a
serpent scorning the sod,
And a girl wide-eyed with wonder, and a man in
the image of God;
And the flaming sword of an angel, and the
flaming work of God!
I shall look for a new religion
that can overthrow proud Baal,
With a manna white as the hoarfrost, and a
Jonah saved by a whale.
“When the grand old tale of creation is told
in the form of germs,
And the evening and the morning look forth on
the trail of worms,
And the burning words of the prophets are
reduced to their lowest terms,
I shall need a new religion, all fire and
Too big for a brain like mine to hold, or the
eyes of the wise to see.
"When the mists of doubt shall settle round
the steps of the Nazarene;
When the little lost lamb shall cry in vain,
and the pitiful Magdalene,
And out of the old, old story shall vanish
John three sixteen,
I shall look for another Saviour; and to whom
shall I go? to whom?
Who can show me another Calvary, and another
"But what if from babes and sucklings is
rendered the final word
To the wise of earth, and the subtle, who
reason away my Lord?
What if the blood of the martyrs cries out to
a risen Lord?
Ah, then I will search the Scriptures! On my
knees I will search and see
How the glorious Light of the ages is the
Light of life for me!”