Henry Charles Beeching, ed. (1859–1919). Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse. 1903.
By Richard Chenevix Trench (1807–1886)Not thou from us, O Lord, but we
| NOT Thou from us, O Lord, but we | |
| Withdraw ourselves from Thee. | |
| When we are dark and dead, | |
| And Thou art covered with a cloud | |
| Hanging before Thee, like a shroud, | 5 |
| So that our prayer can find no way, | |
| Oh! teach us that we do not say, | |
| “Where is Thy brightness fled?” | |
| But that we search and try | |
| What in ourselves has wrought this blame, | 10 |
| For thou remainest still the same, | |
| But earth’s own vapours earth may fill | |
| With darkness and thick clouds, while still | |
| The sun is in the sky. | |