 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
GOD IN CHILDHOOD.
Queen of my heart and every happy thought,
Behold the secret of the solemn spell,
That from thy effluence on my spirit fell,
And chastely hath such changes in me wrought;
Behold the secret of the solemn spell,
That from thy effluence on my spirit fell,
And chastely hath such changes in me wrought;
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I found in thee the Saviour I had sought,
Who once in childhood was content to dwell,
And hallowed it with heavenly gifts He brought,
To teach the wonders wisdom could not tell.
Who once in childhood was content to dwell,
And hallowed it with heavenly gifts He brought,
To teach the wonders wisdom could not tell.
And from thy tender youth transformed by Him,
I see the branches of His presence shine,
With loving tendrils that my life entwine;
I see the branches of His presence shine,
With loving tendrils that my life entwine;
Celestial glory lightens every limb,
And though my blindness makes its beauty dim,
The grace I worship is the grace Divine.
And though my blindness makes its beauty dim,
The grace I worship is the grace Divine.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |