Here in the quiet of my room, I come to Thee for friendship; to feel That Someone is with me, though unseen. All day I have seen a multitude of people, But I am still lonely and hungry for human cheer. No life has touched mine in understanding; No hand has clasped mine in friendship; My heart is empty and my hands are idle. Help me to feel Thy presence, So that the disappointment of this day Shall not overwhelm me. Keep me from becoming cynical and bitter; Keep me warm and human, and set a new faith Before my eyes -- a new hope to live by And a new spirit with which to overcome discouragements. Guide me to that very necessary thing Of life -- WORK! Abide with me and be my friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PARTING OF THE WAYS by JOSEPH BENSON GILDER THE SCARE-FIRE by ROBERT HERRICK NOVEMB. 5. 1644 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE CEREMONY OF THE PRINTER'S APPRENTICE; A GERMAN MORALITY PLAY by WILLAM BLADES A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 34 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |