Through every minute of this day, Be with me, Lord! Through every day of all this week, Be with me, Lord! Through every week of all this year, Be with me, Lord! Through all the years of all this life, Be with me, Lord! So shall the days and weeks and years Be threaded on a golden cord, And all draw on with sweet accord Unto Thy fulness, Lord, That so, when time is past, By grace, I may at last, Be with Thee, Lord. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VIRGILS GNAT by EDMUND SPENSER MAN FRAIL AND GOD ETERNAL by ISAAC WATTS YOU LINGERING SPARSE LEAVES OF ME by WALT WHITMAN ANNIVERSARIUM BAPTISMI (3) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A CITY GARDEN by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE CLYTEMNESTRA by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |