My Eyes

O Lord, let not my eyes remove from you,
Neither to the right, nor to the left.
Let them ignore both wind and wave, both peak
of freezing snow and darkest valley of death.
In you I’d see all glory, bright against
The mid-day sun, in power and ancient wisdom,
And reason for each step to reach the Cross.

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