God of my childhood and my youth, The guide of all my days, I have declar'd thy heavenly truth, And told thy wondrous ways. Wilt Thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart? Who shall sustain my sinking years If God my strength depart! Let me thy power and truth proclaim To the surviving age, And leave a savour of Thy Name When I shall quit the stage. The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove; Oh may these poor remains of breath Teach the wide world thy love. PAUSE. Thy righteousness is deep and high, Unsearchable thy deeds; Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, And all my praise exceeds. Oft have I heard thy threatenings roar, And oft endur'd the grief; But when thy hand has prest me sore, Thy grace was my relief. By long experience have I known Thy sovereign power to save; At they command I venture down Securely to the grave. When I lie buried deep in dust, My flesh shall be thy care; These withering limbs with Thee I trust To raise them strong and fair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DAVIS MATLOCK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOT SIX DIFFERENCES by MARVIN BELL THE ROAD TO AVIGNON by AMY LOWELL CLAY BISON IN A CAVE by CLARENCE MAJOR MOTHER JUNKIE by CLARENCE MAJOR ISAIAH, JEREMIAH, EXEKIEL, DANIEL by MARIANNE MOORE |