Poems (Linn)/A Mission
A MISSION.
I DREAMED in childhood of a mighty trust
The Lord had given my spirit to fulfill;
A holy mission that the world would thrill
To know of,—and I prayed, as true souls must,
To be made worthy such a high decree.
My prayers are answered now,—I know the fate
That led me,—know my proud and high estate;—
It is to love and be beloved by thee.
No greater mission now my soul desires
Than to bestow on thee that joy thou deem'st
Impossible,—to make the dreams thou dream'st
Realities,—to light the deep heart-fires
Of aspiration, till thy soul shall rise
And sing with mine in the eternal skies.
The Lord had given my spirit to fulfill;
A holy mission that the world would thrill
To know of,—and I prayed, as true souls must,
To be made worthy such a high decree.
My prayers are answered now,—I know the fate
That led me,—know my proud and high estate;—
It is to love and be beloved by thee.
No greater mission now my soul desires
Than to bestow on thee that joy thou deem'st
Impossible,—to make the dreams thou dream'st
Realities,—to light the deep heart-fires
Of aspiration, till thy soul shall rise
And sing with mine in the eternal skies.