Seraphs! around th' Eternal's seat who throng With tuneful ecstacies of praise: O! teach our feeble tongues like yours the song Of fervent gratitude to raise -- Like you, inspir'd with holy flame To dwell on that Almighty name Who bade the child of woe no longer sigh, And Joy in tears o'erspread the Widow's eye. Th' all-gracious Parent hears the wretch's prayer; The meek tear strongly pleads on high; Wan Resignation struggling with despair The Lord beholds with pitying eye; Sees cheerless want unpitied pine, Disease on earth its head recline, And bids compassion seek the realms of woe To heal the wounded, and to raise the low. She comes! she comes! the meek-eyed power I see With liberal hand that loves to bless; The clouds of sorrow at her presence flee; Rejoice! rejoice! ye children of distress! The beams that play around her head Thro' want's dark vale their radiance spread: The young uncultur'd mind imbibes the ray, And vice reluctant quits th' expected prey. Cease, thou lorn mother! cease thy wailings drear; Ye babes! the unconscious sob forego; Or let full gratitude now prompt the tear Which erst did sorrow force to flow. Unkindly cold and tempest shrill In life's morn oft the traveller chill, But soon his path the sun of Love shall warm; And each glad scene look brighter for the storm! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASOLANDO: NOW by ROBERT BROWNING SUFFRAGE MARCHING-SONG by LOUIS JAMES BLOCK TO THE MEMORY OF MY DEAR DAUGHTER IN LAW by ANNE BRADSTREET THE BAR VERSUS THE DOCKET by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD A COIGN OF THE FOREST by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN |