MORE WARING POETRY: MORE HOPE

In Heavenly Love Abiding,” a poem by Anna L. Waring, was featured at this blogsite on March 27, 2020. If you missed it, look back and read “ANNA WARING POEM: HOPE BEYOND MEASURE” to learn a little about the poet and to let that inspired poem bless you as it does me.

In view of the continuing global pandemic, I think it is time for another dose of hope; hence more Waring poetry. Find another inspired poem below that expresses the love which I desire to become true in my life.

Read it over and over to let it speak to you personally. Allow it to soak into your soul. Look to the One Who is the Object of the poet’s devotion. Ponder the poem’s message. Do not fear, wait on Him, and have your spirit filled. Receive His strength and hope that we all need today.

FATHER, I KNOW THAT ALL MY LIFE

“Father, I know that all my life is portioned out for me,
And the changes that are sure to come I do not fear to see;
But I ask Thee for a present mind intent on pleasing Thee.

I ask Thee for a thoughtful love through constant watching wise,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles and to wipe the weeping eyes;
And a heart at leisure from itself to soothe and sympathize.

I would not have the restless will that hurries to and fro,
Seeking for some great thing to do or secret thing to know;
I would be treated as a child and guided where I go.

Wherever in the world I am in whatso’er estate,
I have a fellowship with hearts to keep and cultivate;
And a work of lowly love to do for the Lord on whom I wait.

So I ask Thee for the daily strength to none that ask denied,
And a mind to blend with outward life while keeping at Thy side;
Content to fill a little space if Thou be glorified.

And if some things I do not ask in my cup of blessing be,
I would have my spirit filled the more with grateful love to Thee,
More careful not to serve Thee much but to please Thee perfectly.

There are briers besetting every path that call for patient care;
There is a cross in every lot and an earnest need for prayer;
But a lowly heart that leans on Thee is happy anywhere.

In a service which Thy will appoints there are no bonds for me;
For my inmost heart is taught ‘the truth’ that makes Thy children ‘free,’
And a life of self-renouncing love is a life of liberty.”

(Anna L. Waring)

“…I love You, O LORD, my strength.”  (Psalm 18:1)

Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD.”  (Psalm 27:14)

Serve the LORD with gladness; Come before Him with joyful singing.”  (Psalm 100:2)

Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven.”  (Matthew 5:16)

Then Jesus said to His disciples, ‘If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow Me. For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it; but whoever loses his life for My sake will find it. For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?”  (Matthew 16:24-26)

And hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.”  (Romans 5:5)

Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that you will abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”  (Romans 15:13)

Not that I speak from want for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am. I know how to get along with humble means, and I also know how to live in prosperity; in any and every circumstance I have learned the secret of being filled and going hungry both of having abundance and suffering need. I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.”  (Philippians 4:11-13)

Rejoice always; pray without ceasing; in everything give thanks; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” (1 Thessalonians: 16-18)

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves punishment, and the one who fears is not perfected in love.”  (1 John 4:18)

For this is the love of God, that we keep His commandments; and His commandments are not burdensome.”  (1 John 5:3)

YEATS’ POEM: TO HOPE

For as long as men and women have been writing, words have been penned to express one’s self, to influence others, to preserve for posterity something that must be shared. Sometimes the words flow eloquently and wax poetically. Sometimes they are recognized by the world as worthy to be read. They may educate, may amuse, may even inspire with high and lofty ideals, and sometimes, fortunately, they may instill hope.

John Yeats is a well-read and much-loved poet from the past. When he penned the poetry below, he clearly presented hope as important. Calling it “sweet hope,” “bright-eyed hope,” and “great liberty,” he chose it as the topic of this poem and entitled it “To Hope.”

In a literary toast I raise my imaginary glass and join Yeats in tribute to hope… and remember to offer thanks to God for blessing me with His great and glorious gift of hope!

TO HOPE

When by my solitary hearth I sit,

And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom;

When no fair dreams before my “mind’s eye” flit,

And the bare heath of life presents no bloom;

Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,

And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head!

  1. Whene’er I wander at the fall of night,

  2. Where woven boughs shut out the moon’s bright ray,

  3. Should sad Despondency my musings fright,

  4. And frown to drive fair Cheerfulness away,

  5. Peep with the moonbeams through the leafy roof,

  6. And keep that fiend Despondence far aloof!

  7. Should Disappointment, parent of Despair,

  8. Strive for her son to seize my careless heart;

  9. When, like a cloud, he sits upon the air,

  10. Preparing on his spell-bound prey to dart:

  11. Chase him away, sweet Hope, with visage bright,

  12. And fright him as the morning frightens night!

  13. Whene’er the fate of those I hold most dear

  14. Tells to my fearful breast a tale of sorrow,

  15. O bright-eyed Hope, my morbid fancy cheer;

  16. Let me awhile thy sweetest comforts borrow:

  17. Thy heaven-born radiance around me shed,

  18. And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head!

  19. Should e’er unhappy love my bosom pain,

  20. From cruel parents or relentless fair;

  21. O let me think it is not quite in vain

  22. To sigh out sonnets to the midnight air!

  23. Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,

  24. And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head!

  25. In the long vista of the years to roll,

  26. Let me not see our country’s honour fade:

  27. O let me see our land retain her soul,

  28. Her pride, her freedom; and not freedom’s shade.

  29. From thy bright eyes unusual brightness shed —

  30. Beneath thy pinions canopy my head!

  31. Let me not see the patriot’s high bequest,

  32. Great Liberty! how great in plain attire!

  33. With the base purple of a court oppress’d,

  34. Bowing her head, and ready to expire:

  35. But let me see thee stoop from heaven on wings

  36. That fill the skies with silver glitterings!

  37. And as in sparkling majesty, a star

  38. Gilds the bright summit of some gloomy cloud;

  39. Brightening the half veil’d face of heaven afar:

  40. So when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud,

  41. Sweet Hope, celestial influence round me shed,

  42. Waving thy silver pinions o’er my head!

(John Yeats)

In case you’re wondering about pinions requested by the poet, they refer to wings of protection and refuge. The Psalm below offers hope, and at least one version, the Common English Bible (CEB), uses the word, pinions.

 God will protect you with his pinions; you’ll find refuge under his wings. His faithfulness is a protective shield.” (Psalm 91: 4)