Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HYMNARY: 320. WHITSUNTIDE, by CHARLES COFFIN First Line: Come, o spirit, from on high Last Line: With the father and the son. | ||||||||
COME, O Spirit, from on high; Earth awaits Thee, parched and dry: Dwell, O Lord, these souls within, Which Christ's Blood hath cleansed from sin. O redeem the pledge He gave Ere the lustrous cloud He clave: Dwell with us, no more to part, And with fire baptize each heart. For a Father lost we mourn; Look upon us, left forlorn; Heal our sorrows: only Thou Canst give hope; O give it now. Things that Christ in days of old Did from simple babes withhold, Things that they might hardly learn, Let our riper minds discern. Let the truths, which once a few. Priests and Prophets dimly knew, Now be published by Thy grace Freely among every race. Let Thy holy influence draw All men to Thee; let the Law, Once on dumb stones graven, be In our hearts writ legibly. To the Father, glory be, And the Son eternally, And the Spirit, ever One With the Father and the Son. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HYMNARY: 321. WHITSUNTIDE by CHARLES COFFIN SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EUGENIA TODD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MEN WHO MARCH AWAY' (SONG OF THE SOLDIERS) by THOMAS HARDY A THANKSGIVING TO GOD [FOR HIS HOUSE] by ROBERT HERRICK OF THE LAST VERSES IN THE BOOK by EDMUND WALLER THE CRESCENT AND THE CROSS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A GIFT OF SPRING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) TRANSFERABLE MERIT by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |
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