O THOU who art my only Light, Thee do I follow through the night; Though home and hope are out of sight, Firm trust in Thee my spirit hath; Thou knowest my part,! Although I cannot see Thy face, I feel the warmth of Thy embrace. Enfold me in the dangerous place Where sin lies waiting to betray; Thou knowest my way. O Thou who seest me through and through, -- The thoughts I think, the deeds I do, -- Thou knowest I would to Thee be true! O draw me closer to Thy side, My Lord, my Guide! Thou knewest me, lovedst me in the past, Even when the tempter held me fast: Thy wanderer has come home at last, Never again from Thee to stray -- From Thee, my Way! I know not what may yet unfold Beyond the morning's gates of gold. This is my heaven, Thy hand to hold, Thy steps to follow through the night, -- My Life, my Light! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BABY BELL by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE YOUNG GLASS-STAINER by THOMAS HARDY ON THE DEATHS OF THOMAS CARLYLE AND GEORGE ELIOT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE ELLEN BRINE OV ALLENBURN by WILLIAM BARNES THE BALLAD OF BAZILE BORGNE by IDA COLE BARTLATT |