Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ABIDING LOVE, by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK Poet's Biography First Line: It singeth low in every heart Last Line: Our god, for evermore. Subject(s): Religion; Theology | ||||||||
It singeth low in every heart, We hear it each and all, -- A song of those who answer not, However we may call; They throng the silence of the breast, We see them as of yore, -- The kind, the brave, the true, the sweet, Who walk with us no more. 'Tis hard to take the burden up, When these have laid it down; They brightened all the joy of life, They softened every frown; But oh, 'tis good to think of them, When we are troubled sore! Thanks be to God that such have been, Although they are no more! More home-like seems the vast unknown, Since they have entered there; To follow them were not so hard, Wherever they may fare; They cannot be where God is not, On any sea or shore; Whate'er betides, Thy love abides, Our God, for evermore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY THE MAKING OF MAN by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK |
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