THERE is hovering about me A power so sweet, so sweet, That I know, despite my sorrow, We assuredly shall meet. I know, and thus the darkness In between us, is defied, That death is but a shadow With the sunshine either side. The world is very weary, But I never cease to know That still there is a border-land Where spirits come and go; For you send me intimations In the morning's gentle beams, And at night you come and meet me In the golden gate of dreams. I am desolate and dreary, But mortal pain and doubt Are blessings, and our part it is To find their meanings out: To find their blessed meanings, And to wait in hope and trust, Till our gracious Lord and Master Shall redeem us from the dust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIFE [AND THE FLOWERS] by GEORGE HERBERT THE BARREL-ORGAN by ALFRED NOYES ON LYDIA DISTRACTED; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES PSALM 1; DONE INTO VERSE 1653 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PUSSY WILLOWS by ELIZABETH BRADY THE DEAD ROVER by BERTON BRALEY SCARECROW by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN A COMMENT ON COMMENT IN GENERAL CONFESSION OF SINS, IN CHURCH LITURGY by JOHN BYROM |