John McCrae

Here you will find the Poem The Hope Of My Heart of poet John McCrae

The Hope Of My Heart

"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine."



I left, to earth, a little maiden fair,
 With locks of gold, and eyes that shamed the light;
I prayed that God might have her in His care
 And sight.

Earth's love was false; her voice, a siren's song;
 (Sweet mother-earth was but a lying name)
The path she showed was but the path of wrong
 And shame.

"Cast her not out!" I cry. God's kind words come --
 "Her future is with Me, as was her past;
It shall be My good will to bring her home
 At last."