LIKE patient saint of oldentime, with lovely face almost divine, So good, so beautiful and fair, her very attitude a prayer; I heard her sing so low and sweet, "His loving kindness--oh, how great!" Turning, beheld the saintly face, so full of trust and patient grace. "He justly claims a song from me, His loving kindness-- oh, how free!" Sweetly thus did run the song, "His loving kindness" all day long, Trusting, praising, day by day, she sang the sweetest roundelay-- "He near my soul hath always stood His loving kindness--oh, how good!" "He safely leads my soul along, His loving kindness--oh, how strong!" So strong to lead her on the way To that eternal better day, Where safe at last in that blest home, All care and weariness are gone, She "sings, with rapture and surprise, His loving kindness in the skies." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TAM I' THE KIRK by VIOLET JACOB ON THE HOME GUARDS; WHO PERISHED ... LEXINGTON, MISSOURI by HERMAN MELVILLE QUATRAIN: HERRICK by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH OUR MODEST DOUGHBOYS by CHARLTON ANDREWS PERCH FISHING by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN FANCY-LAND by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |