Text: | All Must Pray |
Author: | Mrs. Hemans |
Child, amidst the flowers at play,
While the red light fades away;
Mother, with thine earnest eye,
Ever following silently;
Father, by the breeze of eve
Called thy daily toil to leave;
Pray! ere yet the dark hours be,
Lift the heart, and bend the knee!
Traveller in the stranger’s land,
Far from thine own household band;
Mourner, haunted by the tone
Of a voice from this world gone;
Captive, in whose narrow cell
Sunshine hath not leave to dwell;
Sailor, on the darkening sea,
Lift the heart, and bend the knee!
Ye that triumph, ye that sigh,
Kindred by one holy tie,
Heaven’s first star alike ye see;
Lift the heart, and bend the knee!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Child, amidst the flowers at play |
Title: | All Must Pray |
Author: | Mrs. Hemans |
Meter: | 7s. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |