At Last Poem by John Greenleaf Whittier

At Last

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When on my day of life the night is falling,
And, in the winds from unsunned spaces blown,
I hear far voices out of darkness calling
My feet to paths unknown,

Thou who hast made my home of life so pleasant,
Leave not its tenant when its walls decay;
O Love Divine, O Helper ever present,
Be Thou my strength and stay!

Be near me when all else is from me drifting
Earth, sky, home's pictures, days of shade and shine,
And kindly faces to my own uplifting
The love which answers mine.

I have but Thee, my Father! let Thy spirit
Be with me then to comfort and uphold;
No gate of pearl, no branch of palm I merit,
Nor street of shining gold.

Suffice it if--my good and ill unreckoned,
And both forgiven through Thy abounding grace--
I find myself by hands familiar beckoned
Unto my fitting place.

Some humble door among Thy many mansions,
Some sheltering shade where sin and striving cease,
And flows forever through heaven's green expansions
The river of Thy peace.

There, from the music round about me stealing,
I fain would learn the new and holy song,
And find at last, beneath Thy trees of healing,
The life for which I long.

Bernard F. Asuncion 19 May 2017

Home of life so pleasant..... thanks for posring.....

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Upendra Upm 19 May 2017

wind is blowing from unsunned spaces, far voices out of darkness calling his feet to unknown path., Even when the wall of house is decaying, an appeal to tenant not to leave for later has made life pleasant.

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Edward Kofi Louis 19 May 2017

So pleasant! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 19 May 2017

Beneath His trees of healing, the life for which I long Ultimate unconditional surrender before Him, the creator. Great prayer and equally great theme.

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Uko Okokon 19 May 2017

Makes me ponder on what my own experience of eternity be.

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Susan Williams 19 May 2017

The very definition of lovely wording

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Kuda Bondamakara 19 May 2017

wow writers o f this excellence are no longer in existence.

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Kayode Are 19 May 2017

Eulogy of divine love, support and healing. More transcendental than religious.

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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier

Haverhill, Massachusetts
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