Beloved, when I hear Thy voice, and feel thee near, Strong grows my soul and clear. I look from my wild ways, And dream of nobler days. O like an angel bright Unto my erring sight, Thou reachest forth thy hand, Bidding me rise, and stand Beside thee in that land Where love doth rule and right: Helping me from the night! Alone, I miss the path. The woods of sin and wrath Lie round me, black and deep; The winds of passion sweep; My steps I cannot keep. Lo, in the heavens, a star, I see thee shine afar. Thou light'st me on my way; And that my footsteps may Follow that light I pray! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN A SONG OF COURAGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 5. THE DANCING GIRL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ATELIER CEZANNE by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |