Blest Spirit of Calm that dwellest in these woods! br Thou art a part of that serene repose br That ofttimes lingers in the solitudes br Of my lone heart, when the tumultuous throes br Of some vast Grief have borne me to the earth. br For I have fought with Sorrow face to face; br Have tasted of the cup that brings to some br A frantic madness and delirious mirth, br But prayed and trusted for the light to come, br To break the gloom and darkness of the place. br Through the dim aisles the sunlight penetrates, br And nature's self rejoices; heaven's light br Comes down into my heart, and in its might br My soul stands up and knocks at God's own temple-gates.