Poems (Hornblower)/Sonnet (I raise my eyes to Thee, great light Supreme)
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SONNET.
I raise my eyes to Thee, great light Supreme!
Though dim with mortal weakness, still I see
Truth, justice, goodness, grace, benignity,
Encircling thee with glory! ever beam
The rays of love from Thee; and as they stream,
Wakening thy world to beauty and delight,
A thousand forms of gladness fill the sight;
The ah is rich with sweets, and still they seem,
Mountain or valley, tree, or smaller flower,
To taste thy bounty.—Earth itself is full
With forms of life, more high and beautiful,
The throbbing hearts that serve Thee and adore.
Oh! Light Supreme! Eternal Fount! thy will
Of virtue, hope, and joy, how may I best fulfil?
Though dim with mortal weakness, still I see
Truth, justice, goodness, grace, benignity,
Encircling thee with glory! ever beam
The rays of love from Thee; and as they stream,
Wakening thy world to beauty and delight,
A thousand forms of gladness fill the sight;
The ah is rich with sweets, and still they seem,
Mountain or valley, tree, or smaller flower,
To taste thy bounty.—Earth itself is full
With forms of life, more high and beautiful,
The throbbing hearts that serve Thee and adore.
Oh! Light Supreme! Eternal Fount! thy will
Of virtue, hope, and joy, how may I best fulfil?