Out of the base, insensate clod The luminous, strong Hands of God Have shaped us; and all sin can do Cannot prevent the shining through And on our lives of that pure light Which God's effulgent Hand keeps bright. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OH, SWEET CONTENT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DIRGE OF RORY O'MORE; 1642 by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE REJECTED ADDRESSES: THE BABY'S DEBUT, BY W. W. by JAMES SMITH (1775-1839) WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME by WALT WHITMAN OSTRA by ELLEN FRANCES BALDWIN FRONT LINE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET QUESTION AND ANSWER by MATHILDE BLIND |