Text: | The Unseen World |
Author: | Jane Taylor |
There is a state unknown, unseen,
Where parted souls must be;
And but a step doth lie between
That world of souls and me.
I see no light, I hear no sound,
When midnight shades are spread;
Yet angels pitch their tents around,
And guard my quiet bed.
The things unseen, O God, reveal;
My spirit’s vision clear,
Till I shall feel, and see, and know,
That those I love are near.
Impart the faith that soars on high,
Beyond this earthly strife;
That holds sweet converse with the sky,
And lives eternal life.
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First Line: | There is a state unknown, unseen |
Title: | The Unseen World |
Author: | Jane Taylor |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |