TILL I learned to love thy name, Lord, thy grace denying, I was lost in sin and shame, Dying, dying, dying! Nothing could the world impart; Darkness held no morrow; In my soul and in my heart Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow! All the blossoms came to blight; Noon was dull and dreary; Night and day, and day and night, Weary, weary, weary! When I learned to love thy name, Peace beyond all measure Came, and in the stead of shame, Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure! Winds may beat, and storms may fall, Thou, the meek and lowly, Reignest, and I sing through all, -- Holy, holy, holy! Life may henceforth never be Like a dismal story, For beyond its bound I see Glory, glory, glory! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN ERICSSON DAY MEMORIAL, 1918 by CARL SANDBURG AT THE WEDDING MARCH by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS EPIGRAM by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS ADMIRAL, HAIL! by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD A CITY PIPER by MORRIS ABEL BEER KING EDWARD THE THIRD by WILLIAM BLAKE VERIS ET FAVONI by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE WANDERER: 3. IN ENGLAND: BABYLONIA by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |