SPIRIT of Truth! on this Thy day To Thee for help we cry, To guide us through the dreary way Of dark mortality. We ask not, Lord! Thy cloven flame, Or tongues of various tone; But long Thy praises to proclaim With fervour in our own. We mourn not that prophetic skill Is found on earth no more; Enough for us to trace Thy will In Scripture's sacred lore. We neither have nor seek the power Ill demons to controul; But Thou, in dark temptation's hour, Shalt chase them from the soul. No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share; Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near, And bless Thee in our prayer. When tongues shall cease and power decay, And knowledge empty prove, Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay With Faith, with Hope, with Love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOUNTAINEER AND POET by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING AN ODE UPON A QUESTION WHETHER LOVE SHOULD CONTINUE FOREVER by EDWARD HERBERT THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 51. WILLOWWOOD (3) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI APPLE-BLOSSOM by MATHILDE BLIND THE ALLIGATOR by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD: AGLAIA. A PASTORAL by NICHOLAS BRETON A HYMN OF THE SEA by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE INDIAN GIRL'S LAMENT by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT PUTTING THE CREAM IN THE WELL OF VERMONT by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |