Poems By Alfred Domett |
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Go—take the wings of morning light—and flyTo where the utmost ocean meets the sky—
Amidst the lonely stillness, need Despair
Afflict the heart?—no, God is present there!
Or through yon watching orbs unwearied wind
Till farthest glimmering stars are left behind—
There, lost in gloomy space—still, changeless, wide—
His hand shall hold thee, and his right hand guide!
Dive down the darkest depths of hell, and there
Will God be still—God, God is everywhere!
June, 1828.
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