Look from your sphere of endless day, O God of mercy and of might; In pity look on those who stray So blindly in this land of light. Send us, your people, Lord, to call The thoughtless, hardened young and old, A scattered homeless flock, till all Are gathered in your peaceful fold. Give us your mighty Word, to speak Till faith is born and doubts depart, To awe the bold, to stay the weak, And bind and heal the broken heart. Then all these wastes, a dreary scene That makes us sadden as we gaze, Shall bloom with living waters green And lift to heav'n the voice of praise. Amen | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A FAT LADY SEEN FROM THE TRAIN by FRANCES CROFTS DARWIN CORNFORD SPRING by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY FOUR PRELUDES ON PLAYTHINGS OF THE WIND by CARL SANDBURG VILLANELLE: AU RETOUR DU PRINTEMPS by PHILIP SCHUYLER ALLEN HARMONY by FRANCES HALLEY BROCKETT |