Poems: Second Series (Dickinson)/At least to pray is left, is left

by Emily Dickinson

184 POEMS.

III.

AT least to pray is left, is left.
O Jesus! in the air
I know not which thy chamber is, —
I'm knocking everywhere.

Thou stirrest earthquake in the South,
And maelstrom in the sea;
Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth,
Hast thou no arm for me?