How I Was Loved, Yet My Heart Unknown To Love Poem by Moses Ocharo

How I was loved, yet my heart unknown to love
Too cold, a mirror hued so darkly to ray it back
In praise so mute. My soul did from Thee ever tuck
And turn'd my eyes away, for pride had steep'd above
The devil fed my greed, my lusty desires fulfill'd
Women of every kind and fame and wealth had
/For leisure tour'd the worlds beneath, beyond the sky
In science, arts, music and business I was skill'd
But none of these hast ever filled my hollow soul
My heart aches for love, for peace for joy fore'er
My mind is made to seek His Grace and leave It ne'er
For I doth know He wilt me put under controll
So I now leave e'erything behind, my thirst to quench
And joy so like a child, my soul to o'erly drench.