Poems (Freston)/A Soul's Cry
A SOUL'S CRY
O, to be free! For one brief hour To cast aside the bonds that bind My soul in their compelling power,—My spirit-wings again to find!
O, to be free! To feel the soul Spring upward, lightened of this day; To chase the clouds, that outward roll,And face the everlasting day.
O, to be free! a spirit light, To float beyond the realms of space,—To soar into the infinite,And meet its wonders, face to face.
O, to be free! to turn mine eyes Back o'er the path in life I trod, But soaring ever upward, rise Until I reach Thee O, My God!
O, to be free! To brave the flame That circles round Thy presence sweet, To know Thy love is more than name,—To pour my worship at Thy feet!
O, to be free! My God I pray Thee for this boon, for one short hour!Strike off my fetters, that I may Let my freed soul once try her power!