OH God! who gav'st Thy servant grace, Amid the storms of life distrest, To look on Thine incarnate face, And lean on Thy protecting breast: To see the light that dimly shone, Eclipsed for us in sorrow pale, Pure Image of the Eternal One! Through shadows of Thy mortal veil! Be ours, O King of Mercy! still To feel Thy presence from above, And in Thy word, and in Thy will, To hear Thy voice and know Thy love: And when the toils of life are done, And nature waits Thy dread decree, To find our rest beneath Thy throne, And look, in humble hope, to Thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KILLED IN ACTION by ISAAC ROSENBERG TO THE AUTHOR OF 'THE ROBBERS' (SCHILLER) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE EULALIE; A SONG by EDGAR ALLAN POE TO HIM THAT WAS CRUCIFIED by WALT WHITMAN POLYHYMNIA: L'ENVOY by WILLIAM BASSE THE THRESHER TO THE WINDS by JOACHIM DU BELLAY A PERFECT SONNET by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ON A YOUNG POETESS'S GRAVE by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN THE EMBARRASSING EPISODE OF LITTLE MISS MUFFET by GUY WETMORE CARRYL |