Claude McKay - Poetry lyrics

Sometimes I tremble like a storm-swept flower, And seek to hide my tortured soul from thee. Bowing my head in deep humility Before the silent thunder of thy power. Sometimes I flee before thy blazing light, As from the specter of pursuing d**h; Intimidated lest thy mighty breath, Windways, will sweep me into utter night. For oh, I fear they will be swallowed up-- The loves which are to me of vital worth, My pa**ion and my pleasure in the earth-- And lost forever in thy magic cup! I fear, I fear my truly human heart Will perish on the altar-stone of art!