There are strange ways of serving God; You sweep a room or turn a sod, And suddenly, to your surprise, You hear the whirr of seraphim, And find you're under God's own eyes And building palaces for Him. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG FIRST BY A SHEPHERD by WILLIAM BLAKE HIS GRANGE, OR PRIVATE WEALTH by ROBERT HERRICK TO MRS. FRANCES-ARABELLA KELLY by MARY BARBER VILLANELLE by JOACHIM DU BELLAY THE OLD COWPUNCHER SPEAKS by BERTON BRALEY VISION by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES PARLEYINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE OF IMPORTANCE: CHARLES AVISON by ROBERT BROWNING |