WHO madest all and dost control, Lord, with Thy touch divine, Cast out the slumbers of the soul, The rest that is not Thine. Look down, Eternal Holiness, And wash the sins away, Of those, who, rising to confess, Outstrip the lingering day. Our hearts and hands by night, O Lord, We lift them in our need; As holy Psalmists give the word, And holy Paul the deed. Each sin to Thee of years gone by, Each hidden stain lies bare; We shrink not from Thine awful eye, But pray that Thou wouldst spare. Grant this, O Father, etc. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WASHING-DAY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD O DREAMS, O DESTINATIONS by CECIL DAY LEWIS TO SEE THE STARS IN DAYLIGHT by JAMES GALVIN WHAT WE SAID THE LIGHT SAID by JAMES GALVIN TO MAY HOWARD JACKSON - SCULPTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE POET; SONNET by AMY LOWELL |