Thy Temple may my body be, Where Thou canst come and dwell with me, Beyond Thine eye I cannot go, No thought of mine Thou dost not know. There is no place on land or sea Where man can hide himself from Thee. As I now kneel beneath Thine eye, O Blessed Saviour, hear my cry. Give Thine Angels charge o'er me, That I may ever faithful be, As I here tread earth's paths unknown, May my foot find no hidden stone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BALLAD OF WILLIAM SYCAMORE (1790-1880) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET EPISTLE TO SIR ROBERT WALPOLE (1) by HENRY FIELDING THE OLD CLOCK ON THE STAIRS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SIDNEY GODOLPHIN by CLINTON SCOLLARD |