Love’s Altar Poem by John William Inchbold

I saw the stars look down upon the earth,
The cold moon blended with the trembling sea,
I watch'd the sun from earliest time of birth,
Until the living world was flush'd with glee,
Some voices I have heard in thickest wood
That once seemed strange yet mingled in rich song;
Sweet pity, I have known supremely good,
In growing into love a whole life long;
Love I have known to conquer every foe,
Strange contraries by Love being made at one;
For so Love's strength can laugh at mortal woe,
And glow in beauty as the morning sun:
Great Love omnipotent, O list my prayer!
And I will serve thee always, everywhere.