Lord God, what may we think of Thee, Save that in stars we drink of Thee, Save that in the abundance of Thy sunlight we have seen Thine excellent intention; And Thy marvelous invention In great and little living things and all the grades between? Lord God, what may we pray to Thee Who know our hearts give way to Thee Surely at last in secret depths, though protest long denies, And that to live is wonder With worlds above and under Unreached of any mortal heart, blurred to all mortal eyes? Lord God, the fitting praise to Thee Rather would seem to raise to Thee Only pure honesty of mind, waiting Thy stalwart will; Like as the hills believe Thee, Like as the seas receive Thee, Like as the trees whose rustlings cease, -- who hear Thee and are still! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEDICATION FOR A PLOT OF GROUND by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS WHERE MY BOOKS GO by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE SEVEN AGAINST THEBES: CHORUS by AESCHYLUS ODE TO A HUMAN HEART by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD ODE FOR A SOCIAL MEETING, WITH SLIGHT ALTERATIONS BY A TEETOTALER by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES SONNET by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 53. WITHOUT HER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |