Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ORGAN SONGS: THE THANK-OFFERING, by GEORGE MACDONALD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: My lily snatches not my gift Last Line: To him that makes thee be! Subject(s): Gifts & Giving; Rites And Ceremonies; Sacrifices | ||||||||
MY Lily snatches not my gift; Glad is she to be fed, But to her mouth she will not lift The piece of broken bread, Till on my lips, unerring, swift, The morsel she has laid. This is her grace before her food, This her libation poured; Even thus his offering, Aaron good Heaved up to thank the Lord, When for the people all he stood, And with a cake adored. So, Father, every gift of thine I offer at thy knee; Else take I not the love divine With which it comes to me; Not else the offered grace is mine Of sharing life with thee. Yea, all my being I would bring, Yielding it utterly, Not yet a full-possessed thing Till heaved again to thee: Away, my self! away, and cling To him that makes thee be! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHILD TAKEN FROM THE MOTHER by MINNIE BRUCE PRATT WHAT WAS LEFT OVER; FOR SUJATA BHATT by ELEANOR WILNER COLORADO MORTON'S RIDE by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) A LITTLE BOY LOST, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: 'EQUALITY OF SACRIFICE' by RUDYARD KIPLING SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELSA WERTMAN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS GREATER LOVE by ANTIPATER OF SIDON THE WAY OF SACRIFICE by MATTHEW ARNOLD OF GENERAL GOURAUD by ROBERTA BALFOUR LOST AND FOUND by GEORGE MACDONALD THAT HOLY THING by GEORGE MACDONALD THE BABY, FR. AT THE BACK OF THE NORTH WIND by GEORGE MACDONALD |
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