GOD is praise and glory; Therefore glory and praise be unto Him Who led me by the hand in stony places, Who gave me a treasure of gold and a throne of gold And set a sword of victory in my hand! He covered the earth with the shadow of my kingdom, And fed me when I was a stranger Among strange peoples; When I was lowly He accounted me And He has bound my brow about with triumph. His enemies fled before my face like cattle; The Lord breathed upon them and they were not! Not with the ferment of a generous wine But with death's evil grape He has sent them drunken into the darkness. We died, we died in the battle, But He has set us upon happy grass Beside an eternal river of scented honey. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO BAYARD TAYLOR by SIDNEY LANIER THE STRAPLESS by KAREN SWENSON MARY DONNELLY by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE THANKSGIVING IN BOSTON HARBOR [JUNE 12, 1630] by HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH THE ROMAN ROAD by THOMAS HARDY THE BATTLE OF CHARLESTON HARBOR by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |