O Heaven, how glorious thou art, What splendor thine must be, Since all things beautiful and pure Remind the soul of thee! O Heaven, how vast thy spaces are! The gems that midnight wears Are mansions our ungrudging Lord For our abode prepares. O Heaven, how free from want thou art! How filled with riches rare! And all the good from toil released, Are taking treasure there. O Heaven, what blessedness is thine, Where God hath fixed His throne, Where sin will never find its way, And sorrow is unknown! O Heaven, how dear to me thou art! I think, with joy and pain, Of loved ones there who wait for me, But come not here again. O Heaven, how do I long for thee, So glorious thou art! When will thy splendor fill my eyes, Thy holiness my heart? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARSHALL WASHER by HAYDEN CARRUTH MONODY ON THE DEATH OF WILLIAM MARION REEDY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PEOPLE'S SURROUNDINGS by MARIANNE MOORE THE POET (2) by ISAAC ROSENBERG MOTHER EARTH by GEORGE SANTAYANA OF DISTRESS BEING HUMILIATED BY THE CLASSICAL CHINESE POETS by HAYDEN CARRUTH |