Poems (Kimball)/Omniscience
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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.
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.
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!
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!
This, this I know; no word of self-excuse
For any fault of mine my tongue could frame;
Nay, more; for very shame I should refuse
The shield, if there could be a shield from blame;
And all the love that human breast can know
Would at Thy feet lay me forever low!
For any fault of mine my tongue could frame;
Nay, more; for very shame I should refuse
The shield, if there could be a shield from blame;
And all the love that human breast can know
Would at Thy feet lay me forever low!