The house Jehova builds not The Town Jehova guards not No use of early rising Not ought at all it helps thee As unto weary senses So bounty cometh uncausd No not Thy children hast Thou They are they are Jehovas The multitude of infants The multitude of arrowes His happyness triumpheth No countenance of haters We vainly strive to build it We vainly watch to guard it. As useless is our watching To eat Thy bread with anguish A sleepy rest unasked From him to his beloved By choice by chance by nature Rewards from him rewarding A good man holds resembleth A mighty archer holdeth. Who beare a quiver of them Shall unto him be dreadfull. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WILDERNESS TRANSFORMED by PHILIP DODDRIDGE THE IDEA OF BALANCE IS TO BE FOUND IN HERONS AND LOONS by JAMES HARRISON THE STENOGRAPHERS by PATRICIA KATHLEEN PAGE HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 4 by EZRA POUND LONGFELLOW by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY SONNET: 20. A FAREWELL by PHILIP SIDNEY |