 | The poetical works of Lucy Larcom |  |
INDWELLING.
O Spirit, whose name is the Saviour,
Come enter this spirit of mine,
And make it forever Thy dwelling,
A home wherein all things are Thine!
Come enter this spirit of mine,
And make it forever Thy dwelling,
A home wherein all things are Thine!
O Son of the Father Eternal,
Once with us, a Friend and a Guest,
Abide in Thine own human mansion,
Its Joy and its Hope and its Rest!
Once with us, a Friend and a Guest,
Abide in Thine own human mansion,
Its Joy and its Hope and its Rest!
Leave in me no darkness unlighted,
Unwarmed by Thy truth's holy fire;
No thought which Thou canst not inhabit,
No purpose Thou dost not inspire!
Unwarmed by Thy truth's holy fire;
No thought which Thou canst not inhabit,
No purpose Thou dost not inspire!
Shut in unto silence, my midnight
Is dawn, if Thy Presence I see;
When I open my doors to Thy coming,
Lo! all things are radiant with Thee.
Is dawn, if Thy Presence I see;
When I open my doors to Thy coming,
Lo! all things are radiant with Thee.
Oh, what is so sweet as to love Thee,
And live with Thee always in sight?
Lord, enter this house of my being,
And fill every room with Thy light!
And live with Thee always in sight?
Lord, enter this house of my being,
And fill every room with Thy light!
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