I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
Do not mock us; grief has made us unbelieving-
We look up for God, but tears have made us blind.
I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward to god's throne in loud access of shrieking and reproach
If to conquer love, has tried,
To conquer grief, tries more, as all things prove;
For grief indeed is love and grief beside.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories