slides down by thrills

I find it interesting to discover curriculum that was required in schools in previous decades.  Today I ran across the following children’s poem … one that would have been memorized in grade school.  What I like about it is the tenderness of God’s embrace expressed and the reminder that he watches over us … 

They say that God lives very high;
  But if you look above the pines
You cannot see our God; and why?

And if you dig down in the mines,
  You never see Him in the gold,
Though from Him all that’s glory shines.

God is so good, He wears a fold
  Of heaven and earth across His face,
Like secrets kept, for love, untold.

But still I feel that His embrace
  Slides down by thrills, through all things made,
Through sight and sound of every place;

As if my tender mother laid
  On my shut lids her kisses’ pressure,
Half waking me at night, and said,
  “Who kissed you through the dark, dear guesser?”
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning