STONES towards the earth descend; Rivers to the ocean roll; Ev'ry motion has some end: What is thine, beloved soul? @3Mine is, where my Saviour is; There with Him I hope to dwell: Jesu is the central bliss; Love the force that doth impel.@1 Truly, thou hast answer'd right: Now may Heav'n's attractive grace, Tow'rds the Source of thy delight, Speed along thy quick'ning pace! @3Thank thee for thy gen'rous care! Heav'n, that did the wish inspire, Through thy instrumental pray'r, Plumes the wings of my desire. Now, methinks, aloft I fly: Now, with angles bear a part: Glory be to God on high! Peace to ev'ry christian heart!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COMPANIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AT STRATFORD-ON-AVON by H. T. MACKENZIE BELL WHAT SAID THE LITTLE ADMIRAL? by WILLIAM ROSE BENET ECHOES OF SPRING: 2 by MATHILDE BLIND AN OLD SONG by SOLOMON BLOOMGARDEN TREES ON THE CALAIS ROAD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 49. FAREWELL TO JULIET (11) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |