Thy banners through unnumbered skies,
Seest thou amid thy subject worlds
The flaming portals rise?
All, all are mute! and still am I
O’erburthened with an earthly weight,
A palmer through the world and sky
Seeking the celestial gate.
No answer wheresoe’er I roam—
From skies afar no guiding ray;
But, hark! the voice of Christ says “Come!