THIS day sublime elect, my God, to Thee Is gift so grand That on this morn of grace from sin set free, I pleading stand Before Thy holy dwelling place Where light and beauty interlace. Oh, that the priceless power were mine To glorify Thy throne divine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NORTH WINTER by HAYDEN CARRUTH BATTLE OF BRITAIN by CECIL DAY LEWIS BRIGHTNESS AS A POIGNANT LIGHT by DAVID IGNATOW TAPS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO HENRY LINCOLN JOHNSON - LAWYER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A SONG OF ETERNITY IN TIME by SIDNEY LANIER |