My Heart Thy Lark
Why dost thou want to sing When thou hast no song, my heart? If there be in thee a hidden spring, Wherefore will no word start? On its way thou hearest no song, Yet flutters thy unborn joy! The years of thy life are growing long-- Art still the heart of a boy?-- Father, I am thy child! My heart is in thy hand! Let it hear some echo, with gladness wild, Of a song in thy high land. It will answer--but how, my God, Thou knowest; I cannot say: It will spring, I know, thy lark, from thy sod-- Thy lark to meet thy day!
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"Why dost thou want to sing..."
Exploring the themes of classic, George MacDonald delivers a powerful performance in "My Heart Thy Lark"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...