Lord, I have knelt and tried to pray to-night,
But Thy love came upon me like a sleep,
And all desire died out; upon the deep
Of Thy mere love I lay, each thought in light
Dissolving like the sunset clouds, at rest
Each tremulous wish, and my strength weakness, sweet
As a sick boy with soon o-erwearied feet
Finds, yielding him unto his mother-s breast
To weep for weakness there. I could not pray,
But with closed eyes I felt Thy bosom-s love
Beating toward mine, and then I would not move
Till of itself the joy should pass away;
At last my heart found voice,--Take me, O Lord,
And do with me according to Thy word.-
Communion
Edward Dowden
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