Text: | The ocean looketh up to heaven |
Author: | Whittier |
1 The ocean looketh up to heaven
As 't were a living thing;
The homage of its waves is given
In ceaseless worshiping.
2 They kneel upon the sloping sand
As bends the human knee:
A beautiful and tireless band--
The priesthood of the sea.
3 The mists are lifted from the rills,
Like the white wing of prayer;
They kneel above the ancient hills,
As doing homage there.
4 The forest-tops are lowly cast
O'er breezy hill and glen,
As if a prayerful spirit passed
On nature as on men.
5 The sky is as a temple's arch;
The blue and wavy air
Is glorious with the spirit-march
Of messengers at prayer.
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First Line: | The ocean looketh up to heaven |
Author: | Whittier |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | General Praise; Nature's Worship |