At least—to pray—is left—is left—
Oh Jesus—in the Air—
I know not which thy chamber is—
Thou settest Earthquake in the South—
And Maelstrom, in the Sea—
Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth—
Hast thou no Arm for Me?
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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was an American poet. more…
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