Classic Poem

Open our eyes that we the world may see,
Open our ears that we Thy Voice may hear,
And in the Spirit-Land may ever be,
And feel Thy Presence with us always near.
No more to wander 'mid the things of time,
No more to suffer death or earthly change;
But with the Christian's joy & faith sublime
Thro' all Thy vast, eternal scenes to range.
Tho' now against me beats the raging blast,
And o'er my head in scornful triumph rides
Soon soon the winter's bondage shall be past,
To him who in the Savior's love confides