Poems of Felicia Hemans in The Juvenile Forget Me Not, 1829/The Voice of God

by Felicia Hemans

Taken from The Congregational Magazine, 1829, page 96

THE VOICE OF GOD. By Mrs. Hemans.

(From the Juvenile Forget Me Not, 1829)

"I heard thy voice in the garden, and I was afraid."

Amidst the thrilling leaves, Thy voice
    At evening's fall drew near;
Father! and did not man rejoice,
    That blessed sound to hear?

Did not his heart within him burn,
    Touched by the solemn tone?
Not so! for never to return,
    Its purity was gone.

Therefore, midst holy stream and bower,
    His spirit shook with dread,
And called the cedars in that hour,
    To veil his conscious head.

Oh! in each wind, each fountain's flow,
    Each whisper of the shade,
Grant me, my God! thy voice to know,
    And not to be afraid!