As a shell upon the shore Has an echo evermore From the sea, As I lift to my ear And the music soft and clear Comes to me; So this tide-tossed soul of mine Has an echo still divine From above, Though it carries many a scar And the storm had borne it far From God's love. But the Shepherd of the sea Took me from the vile debris On the shore, Made my heart with his to blend That an echo might ascend Evermore. Drifting one, whoe'er you be, Tossing on life's sinful sea, Sorely driven, Hark the echo in thy soul Calling for a nobler goal— God and heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INSTANS TYRANNUS by ROBERT BROWNING ON PARTING by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 27. LOVE, AND NEVER FEAR by THOMAS CAMPION THE WEST WIND by JOHN MASEFIELD BY THE PACIFIC OCEAN by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE MEMORY OF THE HEART by DANIEL WEBSTER ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 2. ON THE WINTER SOLSTICE, 1740 by MARK AKENSIDE |