Poems (Hale)/Sunday School Festival, 1839

by Mary Whitwell Hale

SUNDAY SCHOOL FESTIVAL, 1839.

Most High! most Mighty! and most Great!
 We bend around Thy throne,
Thy guardian care to supplicate,
 Thy guardian love to own.

We come with feeble, faltering feet:
 Be Thou, O God! our strength;
And to Thy holier mercy seat,
 Conduct our steps at length.

Bid the rich dews of grace divine
 Descend on each young head;
And o'er each heart, Thy chosen shrine,
 Their gracious influence shed.

For her, we drop love's silent tear,—
 So late the bright and fair!
May she not, though unseen, be near,
 Unheard, to join our prayer?

And when no more our wandering feet
 Shall tread time's wave-washed shore,
O! may Thy parted children meet
 Where love shall weep no more.