I thank Thee for the stars that shine Supreme among the heavenly host; But Thou dost lead the golden line, And for Thyself I thank Thee most. I thank Thee for the loveliness That decks the wood, the field, the coast; But Thou, of all that Thou dost bless, Art fairest, and I praise Thee most. I thank Thee for majestic mind, The thought that seers and sages boast; But Thou dost lead Thy creatures blind, And for Thyself I thank Thee most. I praise Thee for man's mastery, Each gain another starting-post; But all he finds in finding Thee, And for Thyself I praise Thee most. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A VIEW ACROSS THE ROMAN CAMPAGNA by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING IDYLLS OF THE KING: DEDICATION by ALFRED TENNYSON ROUNDEL by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE MORAL FABLES: THE PROLOG by AESOP THE STRANGER by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |