SPIRIT of Truth! on this Thy day To Thee for help we cry, To guide us through the dreary way Of dark mortality. We ask not, Lord! Thy cloven flame, Or tongues of various tone; But long Thy praises to proclaim With fervour in our own. We mourn not that prophetic skill Is found on earth no more; Enough for us to trace Thy will In Scripture's sacred lore. We neither have nor seek the power Ill demons to controul; But Thou, in dark temptation's hour, Shalt chase them from the soul. No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share; Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near, And bless Thee in our prayer. When tongues shall cease and power decay, And knowledge empty prove, Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay With Faith, with Hope, with Love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN FOR EPIPHANY by REGINALD HEBER WHAT SHALL IT PROFIT? by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 8. MUHAIMIN by EDWIN ARNOLD LESBIA'S COMPLAINT AGAINST THYRISIS HIS INCONSTANCY; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 2 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |