Oh Thou Of Little Faith!
Sad-hearted, be at peace: the snowdrop lies Buried in sepulchre of ghastly snow; But spring is floating up the southern skies, And darkling the pale snowdrop waits below. Let me persuade: in dull December's day We scarce believe there is a month of June; But up the stairs of April and of May The hot sun climbeth to the summer's noon. Yet hear me: I love God, and half I rest. O better! God loves thee, so all rest thou. He is our summer, our dim-visioned Best;-- And in his heart thy prayer is resting now.
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Sad-hearted, be at peace: the snowdrop lies..."
This evocative piece by George MacDonald, titled "Oh Thou Of Little Faith!", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...