My feet they are sore, and my limbs they are weary; Long…
““My feet they are sore, and my limbs they are weary; Long is the way, and the mountains are wild; Soon will the twilight close moonless and dreary Over the path of the poor orphan child. Why did they send me so far and so lonely, Up where the moors spread and gray rocks are piled? Men are hard-hearted, and kind angels only Watch o'er the steps of a poor orphan child. Ye, distant and soft, the night-breeze is blowing, Clouds there are none, and clear starts beam mild; God, in His mercy, protection is showing, Comfort and hope to the poor orphan child. Ev'n should I fall o'er the broken bridge passing, Or stray in the marshes, by false lights beguiled, Still will my Father, with promise and blessing, Take to his bosom the poor orphan child. There is a thought that for strength should avail me; Thought both of shelter and kindred despoiled; Heaven is a home, and a rest will not fail me; God is a friend to the poor orphan child.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A weary orphan travels a harsh journey, seeking divine protection and hope amid hardship and loneliness.
In simple terms: Orphan endures hardship, trusts God's protection.
Key Takeaway
Seek faith and hope in adversity.
Themes
faith
hope
perseverance
loneliness
divine_protection
Mood
somber
hopeful
reflective
Type
poetic
spiritual
inspirational
When to use this quote
- pilgrimage
- survival
- spiritual_reflection
- seeking_protection
- overcoming_isolation
Key Concepts
spirituality
resilience
trust
divine_guidance
Questions to Reflect On
- How can we provide tangible aid to those in hardship?
- What role does faith play in personal resilience?
A Different Perspective
The poem ideal idealizes divine aid, ignoring practical support needed.