The Lamp By Sara Teasdale

If I Can Bear Your Love Like A Lamp Before Me, When I Go Down The Long Steep Road Of Darkness, I Shall Not Fear The Everlasting Shadows, Nor Cry In Terror. If I Can Find Out God, Then I Shall Find Him, If None Can Find Him, Then I Shall Sleep Soundly, Knowing How Well On Earth Your Love Sufficed Me, A Lamp In Darkness.