Faith
Man's power is palsied by his want of faith;
His strong-winged soul is clogged by unbelief;
His deeds are dwarfed and lustreless, — and Death
Blots out the record brief.
We count this life a vague delusive dream,
Doubt mingles with each dearly-cherished hope;
We fear that things are other than they seem
As through the dark we grope.
We toil, and rest, and toil — but do not know
When work will cease and perfect rest begin
We joy and grieve — have happiness and woe —
We triumph and we sin!
We feel the varied seasons, cold or warm,
And yield submissively to Nature's laws:
Are tossed about of tempest — drenched by storm —
But never know the cause!
But had we pure and perfect faith, to take
All truth into our hearts confidingly,
We might move mountains from their place, and break
The barriers of the sea!
Man's will would prove itself omnipotent,
Our grovelling souls would from the dust be freed,
And Nature, at our feet all lowly bent,
Proclaim us Gods indeed!
His strong-winged soul is clogged by unbelief;
His deeds are dwarfed and lustreless, — and Death
Blots out the record brief.
We count this life a vague delusive dream,
Doubt mingles with each dearly-cherished hope;
We fear that things are other than they seem
As through the dark we grope.
We toil, and rest, and toil — but do not know
When work will cease and perfect rest begin
We joy and grieve — have happiness and woe —
We triumph and we sin!
We feel the varied seasons, cold or warm,
And yield submissively to Nature's laws:
Are tossed about of tempest — drenched by storm —
But never know the cause!
But had we pure and perfect faith, to take
All truth into our hearts confidingly,
We might move mountains from their place, and break
The barriers of the sea!
Man's will would prove itself omnipotent,
Our grovelling souls would from the dust be freed,
And Nature, at our feet all lowly bent,
Proclaim us Gods indeed!
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