" At Least—To Pray—Is Left—Is Left— " by Emily Dickinson

At Least—To Pray—Is Left—Is Left—
by Emily Dickinson

At least—to pray—is left—is left—
Oh Jesus—in the Air—
I know not which thy chamber is—
I'm knocking—everywhere—

Thou settest Earthquake in the South—
And Maelstrom, in the Sea—
Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth—
Hast thou no Arm for Me?