Classic Poem

“God! God! O God!” Across the dark,
And through the void, rings out the cry,
And souls before Him, standing stark,
Are listening for a clear reply;
Some signal flashed from distant spheres,
To tell them that He sees and hears.

“God! God! O God!” Forevermore
His name rolls upward; where is He?
Along what unimagined shore,
Across what undiscovered sea,
Must we fare forth? What wondrous road
Will lead us to the King's abode?

“God! God! O God!” We grow more bold;
More love we crave as years increase;
More shelters from the heat and cold;
More of Thy pity and Thy peace.
Hold fast Thine own! from Thee we came,
As deathless sparks from central flame.

“God! God! O God!” Across the dark,
And through the void, rings out the cry,
And souls before Him, standing stark,
Are listening for a clear reply;
Some signal flashed from distant spheres,
To tell them that He sees and hears.

“God! God! O God!” Forevermore
His name rolls upward; where is He?
Along what unimagined shore,
Across what undiscovered sea,
Must we fare forth? What wondrous road
Will lead us to the King's abode?

“God! God! O God!” We grow more bold;
More love we crave as years increase;
More shelters from the heat and cold;
More of Thy pity and Thy peace.
Hold fast Thine own! from Thee we came,
As deathless sparks from central flame.