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Poem by George MacDonald


Blind Sorrow


'My life is drear; walking I labour sore;
The heart in me is heavy as a stone;
And of my sorrows this the icy core:
Life is so wide, and I am all alone!'

Thou did'st walk so, with heaven-born eyes down bent
Upon the earth's gold-rosy, radiant clay,
That thou had'st seen no star in all God's tent
Had not thy tears made pools first on the way.

Ah, little knowest thou the tender care
In a love-plenteous cloak around thee thrown!
Full many a dim-seen, saving mountain-stair
Toiling thou climb'st-but not one step alone!

Lift but thy languid head and see thy guide;
Let thy steps go in his, nor choose thine own;
Then soon wilt thou, thine eyes with wonder wide, Cry,
Now I know I never was alone! 



George MacDonald


George MacDonald's other poems:
  1. The Gospel Women. 16. The Woman That Was a Sinner
  2. Concerning Jesus
  3. A Memorial of Africa
  4. The Gospel Women. 3. The Mother of Zebedee's Children
  5. The Gospel Women. 1. The Mother Mary


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Ella Wilcox Blind Sorrow ("One bitter time of mourning, I remember")

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