If e’er faith had fallen asleep
I hear a voice ‘believe no more’
And heard an ever-breaking shore
That tumbles in the Godless deep.
A warmth within the breast would melt
The freezing Reason’s colder part,
And like a man in wrath the heart
Stood up and answer’d ‘I have felt.’
No, like a child in doubt and fear:
But that blind clamour made me wise.
And was I as a child that cries
But, crying knows his Father is near.”