LORD of unbounded space, Who, lest the sky and main Should mix, and heaven should lose its place, Didst the rude waters chain; Parting the moist and rare, That rills on earth might flow To soothe the angry flame, whene'er It ravens from below; Pour on us of Thy grace The everlasting spring; Lest our frail steps renew the trace Of the ancient wandering. May faith in lustre grow, And rear her star in heaven, Paling all sparks of earth below, Unquench'd by damps of even. Grant it, O Father Son, And Holy Spirit of grace, To whom be glory, Three in One, In every time and place. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHERRY BLOSSOMS BLOWING IN WEST BLOWING SNOW by JAMES GALVIN SPECIAL EFFECTS by JAMES GALVIN |