136 THE A. M. E. REVIEW.
magnificent painting representing Perry's victory on Lake Erie but as
remarkable as are the conception and the execution, more interesting to
me was that 'black spot' in that great picture. I left Washington and went
to Philadelphia, and in a certain gallery of fine art saw another painting
more remarkable still. It represented the Christ on the way to Calvary.
He has faltered, fallen under the weight of the Cross, and there is Simon
of Cyrene--that black man bearing on his brawny shoulders the Saviour's
cross. As I stood there with my friend, transfixed, gazing upon this mar-
velous creation, my friend suddenly raised both hands and exclaimed, 'No
wonder Jesus Christ had power to rise from the dead when God Almighty
had a Negro to bear His cross.' " God Almighty and the Negro--that's
an unconquerable combination. Douglass used to say that one with God
makes a majority-it is true. Proscription. prejudice, hatred, malice, os-
tracism, may separate us from everything else, but we've not lost so much
until we separate from God, who is more than all that may come against
Pastor St. Paul's A. M. E. Church, St. Paul, Minn.
"GIVE THANKS, O HEART."
Give thanks, O heart, for the high souls
That point us to the deathless goals--
For all the courage of their cry
That echoes down from sky to sky,
Thanksgiving for the armed seers
And heroes called to mortal years-
Souls that have built our faith in man
And lit the ages as they ran.
Lincoln, Mazzini, Lamennais,
Living the thing that others pray;
Cromwell, St. Francis and the rest,
Bearing the God-fire in the breast-
These are the sons of sacred flame,
Their brows marked with the secret name
The company of souls supreme,
The conscripts of the mighty Dream.
Made of unpurchasable stuff,
They went the way when ways were rough;
They, when the traitors had deceived,
Held the long purpose, and believed;
They, when the face of God grew dim,
Held thro' the dark and trusted Him-
Brave souls that fought the mortal way
And felt that faith could not betray.
Give thanks for heroes that have stirred
Earth with the wonder of a word.
But all thanksgiving for the breed
Who have bent destiny with deed-
Souls of the high, heroic birth,
Souls sent to poise the shaken Earth,
And then called back to God again
To make heaven possible for men.