George MacDonald Poems

Little Bo-Peep, she has lost her sheep,
And will not know where to find them;
They are over the height and out of sight,
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Trust him in the common light;
Trust him in the awesome night;

Trust him when the earth doth quake:
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Where did you come from, baby dear?
Out of the everywhere into here.
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O Lord, my God, how long
Shall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?
How long, O mighty Spirit, shall I hear
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I dreamed of a song-I heard it sung;
In the ear of my soul its strange notes rung.
What were its words I could not tell,
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Who know thee, love: thy life be such
That, ere the year be o'er,
Each one who loves thee now so much,
Even God, may love thee more!
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The lightning and thunder
They go and they come:
But the stars and the stillness
Are always at home.
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Love alone is great in might,
Makes the heavy burden light,
Smooths rough ways to weary feet,
Makes the bitter morsel sweet:
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The miser lay on his lonely bed;
Life's candle was burning dim.
His heart in an iron chest was hid
Under heaps of gold and an iron lid;
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I.

Upon a rock I sat-a mountain-side,
Far, far forsaken of the old sea's lip;
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