Third Devotional Song Poem by Joanna Baillie

Third Devotional Song



OUR Father and Almighty Lord,
By angels and by saints adored,
With starry brightness circled round,
Gleam beyond gleam, which hath no bound,--
Though He be high and we are low,
Accepts the grateful thanks that flow
From infant lips, and to the skies,
Like morning's early vapour rise;--
The simplest child who lisps a prayer,
His mercy and his love will share.

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