Page:Poems Kimball.djvu/188

From Wikisource
Jump to navigation Jump to search
This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
OMNISCIENCE.
THE door is shut and yet Thou enterest in,
Without or lifting latch or loosening bar!
Friends who have known me best and longest win
No entrance here; but only stand afar
Oblivious of the hiding places deep
Where I myself unconsciously do keep.

Thou enterest in, O Lord, Omnipotent,
Omniscient, Omnipresent, yet unseen;
Thy patient eyes upon me ever bent;
No faintest mist hung piteously between
To veil my thoughts or my infirmities
From those all-searching and long-suffering eyes.

As I am seen could I but gaze on Thee
Awful in majesty and royal might,
Yet as a lamb in love's simplicity,
And as a spotless lamb of matchless white,
So kingly yet so lowly!—could I see,
What, O my Saviour, would become of me!

170