Thy Temple may my body be, Where Thou canst come and dwell with me, Beyond Thine eye I cannot go, No thought of mine Thou dost not know. There is no place on land or sea Where man can hide himself from Thee. As I now kneel beneath Thine eye, O Blessed Saviour, hear my cry. Give Thine Angels charge o'er me, That I may ever faithful be, As I here tread earth's paths unknown, May my foot find no hidden stone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS FOR A SUMMER EVENING by MICHAEL ANANIA THE CHILTERNS by RUPERT BROOKE ON A CURATE'S COMPLAINT OF HARD DUTY by JONATHAN SWIFT PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR THE LETTER; EDWARD ROWLAND SILL, DIED FEBRUARY 27, 1887 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A CRADLE SONG OF THE NIGHT WIND by WILLIS BOYD ALLEN LONG DELAYED by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |