THERE is sultry gloom on the mountain brow And a sultry glow beneath. Oh, for a breeze from the western sea, Soft and reviving, sweet and free, Over the shadowless hill and lea, Over the barren heath! There are clouds and darkness around God's ways, And the noon of life grows hot; And though His faithfulness standeth fast As the mighty mountains, a shroud is cast Over its glory, solemn and vast, Veiling, but changing it not. Send a sweet breeze from Thy sea, O Lord, From Thy deep, deep sea of love; Though it lift not the veil from the cloudy height, Let the brow grow cool and the footsteps light, As it comes with holy and soothing might, Like the wing of a snowy dove. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF THE PLAY by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY THE ANNOYER by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS TEMPEST by ANITA CONCHITA ALLMON ON THE DISCOVERIES OF CAPTAIN LEWIS [JANUARY 14, 1807] by JOEL BARLOW FLOATING HEARTS by GEORGE BRADFORD BARTLETT DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 8. BEAM-VERSES AT WELL KNOWE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |