O God, whose thunder shakes the sky,
Whose eye this atom globe surveys,
To thee, my only rock, I fly,
Thy mercy in thy justice praise.
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O teach me in the trying hour, When anguish swells the dewy tear, To still my sorrows, own thy pow'r, Thy goodness love, thy justice fear. ........../// wow written excellently
On this verse, I particularly like the phrase God, my east. -GK
Fantastic poem, I quote: The gloomy mantle of the night, Which on my sinking spirit steals, Will vanish at the morning light, Which God, my East, my sun reveals
A strong poem with strong devotion, love in the loveless moment, seeking justice in injustice, hope in hopeless. A strong man weeps like a child. As we all are children before God!