Poems (Hinchman)/O God, because Thou didst not lock the door
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O God, because Thou didst not lock the door,But only drew it close before mine eyes,And my soul, burning after Thee, look'd in,Because I saw a flaming seraph's wing,Thou hast shut me in a cloud of whirling starsThat I may see neither heaven nor earth between;And as the flames grow pale and bright againMy brain is dizzy with their tossing lights.O God, I faint, and cannot stand, nor dareTo fall against the starry sparks that burnMy earthly body. Let my feet find holdUpon the path spread out before them here;Let them feel all the comfort of the dewAnd wing my spirit with unquenchable flame.