God let me find the lonely ones Among the throng today And let me say the word to take The loneliness away: So many walk with aching hearts Along the old highway. So many walk with breaking hearts, And no one understands; They find the roadway rough and steep Across the barren lands; God help me lighten weary eyes, And strengthen nerveless hands. God help me brighten dreary eyes, And let my own grief be A sure reminder of the grief Of those who walk with me. When words fail -- hands fail -- let me go In silent sympathy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WOMAN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HONEY DRIPPER by CLARENCE MAJOR MY SENSES DO NOT DECEIVE ME by MARIANNE MOORE ANDREA DEL SARTO (CALLED THE FAULTLESS PAINTER) by ROBERT BROWNING THE KEEP-SAKE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE WILD HONEYSUCKLE by PHILIP FRENEAU |