O THOU great Friend to all the sons of men, Who once appeared in humblest guise below, Sin to rebuke, to break the captive's chain, And call thy brethren forth from want and woe, -- We look to thee! thy truth is still the Light Which guides the nations, groping on their way, Stumbling and falling in disastrous night, Yet hoping ever for the perfect day. Yes; thou art still the Life, thou art the Way The holiest know; Light, Life, the way of heaven! And they who dearest hope and dearest pray, Toil by the Light, Life, Way which thou hast given. And by thy truth aspiring mortals trust To uplift their bleeding brothers from the dust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO WHISTLER, AMERICAN; ON LOAN EXHIBIT OF PAINTINGS AT TATE GALLERY by EZRA POUND ON THE BALCONY by PAUL VERLAINE SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS MUSKETAQUID by RALPH WALDO EMERSON MY MADONNA by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE SPANISH WINGS: SENOR by H. BABCOCK |