 | [Poems by Sargent in] Harper's Cyclopaedia of British and American poetry |  |
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SOUL OF MY SOUL.
Soul of my soul, impart
Thy energy divine!
Inform and fill this languid heart,
And make thy purpose mine.
Thy voice is still and small,
The world's is loud and rude:
Oh, let me hear thee over all,
And be, through love, renewed!
Thy energy divine!
Inform and fill this languid heart,
And make thy purpose mine.
Thy voice is still and small,
The world's is loud and rude:
Oh, let me hear thee over all,
And be, through love, renewed!
Give me the mind to seek
Thy perfect will to know;
And lead me, tractable and meek,
The way I ought to go.
Make quick my spirit's ear
Thy faintest word to heed:
Soul of my soul! be ever near
To guide me in my need.
Thy perfect will to know;
And lead me, tractable and meek,
The way I ought to go.
Make quick my spirit's ear
Thy faintest word to heed:
Soul of my soul! be ever near
To guide me in my need.
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