Brief drops caught from the immensity;
But what are these the long day’s thirst to slake?
There is the sea, which would not be less full,
Though all the lands should borrow of its flood;
The sea of Life, fed by the beautiful
Abounding river of the smile of God,
Source of supply and fountain of all good,
Boundless and free and inexhaustible.
There is the sea; and close by is our thirst,
Yet here we sit and gaze the waters o’er,