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First Line: Here is my hand / o weary one
Last Line: Tears scorching as thine own for christ's love undivined.
Subject(s): Jesus Christ


HERE is my hand,
O weary one --
A smile for love defiled,
A tear for hope reviled,
A brother's faith for her whom men are taught to shun.

What men may do or say
I care not now;
To me thou art a ray
Of sunlight -- borne away
By too sweet dreams of earth, whose shadows haunt thy brow.

The visions I recall --
Thy girlish face,
Thy voice like music's fall,
Thy tender glances, all
Thy nature like the heart of life's impassioned grace.

And now thine eyes are filled
With tears of shame!
Where passion burned and thrilled,
Death's angels have instilled
The anguish and remorse that lips with horror frame.

The world's taunts hotly burn
Upon thy cheek;
Thy pitiless sisters turn
From thy sad eyes, and spurn
Thy prayers -- like cries of sin unworthy to bespeak.

Yet art thou lost indeed?
O stricken soul!
Must life forever bleed
For one embittered deed?
Shall all the golden days be useless to console?

Is charity then dead,
And pity blind?
O child! but few have read
Thy heart. Yet I have shed
Tears scorching as thine own for Christ's love undivined.





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