Forbid that I should walk through Thy beautiful world with unseeing eyes;Forbid that the lure of the market-place should ever entirely steal my heart away from the love of the open acres and the green trees;Forbid that under the low roof of workshop or office or study I should ever forget Thy great overarching sky:Forbid that when all Thy creatures are greeting the morning with songs and shouts of joy, I alone should wear a dull and sullen face.