Poetry of Kansas


From the German of Geibel.

Lord, in my heart of hearts descended,
        be thou with me.
With grace for joy and pain attended, be
        thou with me.
In summer's fire that burns the cheeks o'
        the bearded man,
As midst youth's thorns and roses blended,
        be thou with me.
When on the brink of joy, O guard me
        from haughtiness,
And when at mine own self offended, be
        thou with me.
Breathe thou into my song thy spirit. that
        it be pure;
And that no word e'er need be mended,
        be thou with me.
Like dew to vineyards is thy blessing; my
        strength is naught;
But that I scale the summits splendid, be
        thou with me.
O thou my Rock, O thou my Fortress,
        my Light, my Sun,
Through all my days till they be ended, be
        thou with me.
___Arthur Richmond Marsh
Selected by Arthur Richmond Marsh
(Lawrence: Journal Publishing Co. 1888)
Pages 62-63
March 29, 2005 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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