I know that my Redeemer liveth -- but out of the depths of time He hath not called to me yet. But from th' immeasurable tracts That widen unending to where beginneth eternity Falleth at times a voice, heart-thrilling, soul-piercing, life-giving; High sometimes and clear, as a lark singing in a holy dawn, Hush'd and afar off again as a dreaming wave upon seas Lit by a low vast moon, and windlessly sleeping, but ever Sweet with a human love, and full of ineffable yearning, And crying of soul unto soul from infinite deep unto deep. And sometimes I look and gaze out upon uttermost darkness And hear the wail of desolate winds moaning around the world -- Till the darkness shivers to light, and clashing thro' earth and heaven I hear great wings make music, and marvellous thunderous songs Shout "Thy Redeemer liveth, O human soul, and crieth for thee!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF THE WAVE by ROBERT FROST SPECIAL PLEADING by SIDNEY LANIER VICTORY BELLS by GRACE HAZARD CONKLING TO THE WHITE FIENDS by CLAUDE MCKAY SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 6. THE WANDERING ONE MAKES MUSIC by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS THE LEPRECAUN, OR THE FAIRY SHOEMAKER by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): THE MEETING by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS |