O THOU, who, high in heaven, To man hast given This clouded earthly life All storm and strife, Blasted with ice and fire, Love and desire, Filled with dead faith, and love That change is master of -- O Thou, who mightest have given To all Thy heaven, But who, instead, didst give This life we live -- Who feedest with blood and tears The hungry years -- I make one prayer to Thee, O Great God! grant it me. Some day when summer shows Her leaf, her rose, God, let Thy sinner lie Under Thy sky, And feel Thy sun's large grace Upon his face; Then grant him this, that he May not believe in Thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR ST. BARTHOLOMEW'S EVE by MALCOLM COWLEY ONE FAVORED ACORN by ROBERT FROST THE MAN TO BE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO NANNETTE FALK-AUERBACH by SIDNEY LANIER WAITING IN THE CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL by CLARENCE MAJOR |