Sooner a shovelling dwarf the sea shall fill With star-dust hollowed from the eternal sky, Than one least letter of Jehovah's will The race of man shall blot or nullify. A thousand years with Him are but a day; His is the patience of eternity; He knows no haste nor shadow of delay, Resistless and imperial Peace is He. An hour is an eternity with Him, Full time to note the humblest widow's tear, Full time to note the smallest, hidden, dim Iniquity upon the farthest sphere. His anger flames and instantly consumes; His justice weighs a sparrow's broken wing; His clear and candid providence illumes The gloomy maze of man's imagining. O sovereign Pity, infinitely kind! O loving and indomitable Will! Perplexed and wander-weary, weak and blind, I reach Thy hand of comfort, and am still. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD MAN DREAMS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES HYMN OF THE WEST by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN EXALTATION by HILDA WHILT ARCHER OVID TO HIS WIFE: IMITATED FROM DIFFERENT PARTS OF TRISTIA by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SONNET: 8. TO THE RIVER ITCHIN, NEAR WINTON by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: SMALL PEOPLE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |