A Forest Hymn
Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1860, by
W. A. TOWNSEND AND COMPANY,
In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the Southern District of New York.
PRINTED BY ALVORD.
And supplication. For his simple heart
Might not resist the sacred influences,
Which, from the stilly twilight of the place,
Only among the crowd, and under roofs,
That our frail hands have raised?
Father, thy hand
Hath reared these venerable columns, thou
Didst weave this verdant roof.
These dim vaults,
These winding aisles,
Thou hast not left
Thyself without a witness, in these shades,
Of thy perfections.
at his root
Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare
Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower
With scented breath, and look so like a smile,
Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould,
An emanation of the indwelling Life,
A visible token of the upholding Love,
That are the soul of this wide universe.
There have been holy men who hid themselves
Deep in the woody wilderness, and gave
Their lives to thought and prayer, till they outlived
The swift dark whirlwind that uproots the woods
And drowns the villages; when, at thy call,
Uprises the great deep and throws himself
Upon the continent, and overwhelms
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