O GOD, Thy world is sweet with prayer; The breath of Christ is in the air; We rise on Thy free Spirit's wings, And every thought within as sings. Thou art our Morning and our Sun; Our work is glad, in Thee begun; Our footworn path is fresh with dew, For Thou createst all things new. O God, within us and above, Close to us in the Christ we love, Through Him, our only Guide and Way, May heavenly life be ours to-day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINTER SONG by LUDWIG HENRICH CHRISTOPH HOLTY MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 13 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI AN ATHENIAN GARDEN by TRUMBULL STICKNEY THE LOST BOWER by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE MASACRE AT SCIO by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT CRUX VIA CAELORUM: 3 by PATRICK CAREY |