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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHRIST OF SAINT LAURENT!, by EDITH BEATRICE HENDERSON
First Line: Still towers the cross upon the lone hillside
Last Line: Blessing, with outstretched hands, the river's flow.
Subject(s): Sea; Ocean
First Line: Still towers the cross upon the lone hillside
Last Line: Blessing, with outstretched hands, the river's flow.
Subject(s): Sea; Ocean
Still towers the Cross upon the lone hillside,
While in His place the patient Pilot stands
Through storm and stress, as from His outstretched hands
He scatters blessings on the moving tide.
Before Him pass, on that broad river's breast,
A nation's commerce. Freighters, laden deep
With ores and golden grain, proud liners sweep
Seaward upon the white wave's crest.
Pass, as have passed the ships of yesterday,
Tall masted schooners and the gray craft of war:
The silent bark of swarthy Indian foe;
All have been borne to destined ports away,
Yet still the ancient Pilot guards the shore
Blessing, with outstretched hands, the river's flow.
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