I LOVE to steal awhile away From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer. I love, in solitude, to shed The penitential tear; And all His promises to plead, When none but God can hear. I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore; And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. I love, by faith, to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JACOBITE'S TOAST (TO AN OFFICER IN THE ARMY) by JOHN BYROM MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 13 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 69. AL-MAKUTADIR by EDWIN ARNOLD TO MY FRIENDS, WHO RIDICULED A TENDER LEAVE-TAKING by MATTHEW ARNOLD EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 22. 'TIS HONOURABLE TO BE LOVE'S MARTYR by PHILIP AYRES THE EWE-BUCHTIN'S BONNIE by GRISELL BAILLIE |