THE TREE

Oh, like a tree

Let me grow up to Thee!

And like a Tree

Send down my roots to Thee.

Let my leaves stir

In each sigh of the air,

My branches be

Lively and glad in Thee;

Each leaf a prayer,

And green fire everywhere...

And all from Thee

The sap within the Tree.

And let Thy rain

Fall — or as joy or pain

So that I be

Yet unforgot of Thee.

Then shall I sing

The new song of Thy Spring,

Every leaf of me

Whispering Love in Thee!