Poem January 10, 1901 Issue

The Heart's Desire

BY A. SOUTHWICK.

Hush, every mortal sense! Be still!
Now let the Holy Spirit move
Within us freely as He will,
And all our waiting nature fill
With stream of vitalizing Love.

Flow onward, ever onward flow,
O Stream of universal Good!
Delicious all Thy motions grow
As more and more we see and know
Of Thy profound beatitude.

Abide in this refining state
Till carnal dross shall melt away,
And angel thoughts with bliss elate
In highest songs shall celebrate
The risen Sun of Perfect Day.

This silent prayer, O God! to Thee
Shall be repeated o'er and o'er
Till all within us rises free
From taint of earth's mortality
And erring mind shall be no more.

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