O THOU, who, high in heaven, To man hast given This clouded earthly life All storm and strife, Blasted with ice and fire, Love and desire, Filled with dead faith, and love That change is master of -- O Thou, who mightest have given To all Thy heaven, But who, instead, didst give This life we live -- Who feedest with blood and tears The hungry years -- I make one prayer to Thee, O Great God! grant it me. Some day when summer shows Her leaf, her rose, God, let Thy sinner lie Under Thy sky, And feel Thy sun's large grace Upon his face; Then grant him this, that he May not believe in Thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HELMSMAN by HILDA DOOLITTLE A TOWN WINDOW by JOHN DRINKWATER TROAS: ACT II. LATTER END OF THE CHORUS by LUCIUS ANNAEUS SENECA ON THE DEATH OF THE REV. MR. GEORGE WHITEFIELD, 1770 by PHILLIS WHEATLEY FRAGMENT OF AN 'ANTIGONE' by MATTHEW ARNOLD |