Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FATHER, INTO THY HANDS, by THOMAS B. POLLOCK First Line: Jesus-all thy labor vast Last Line: Grace to reach the home on high! Subject(s): Jesus Christ | ||||||||
Jesus--all Thy labor vast, All Thy woe and conflict past-- Yielding up Thy soul at last-- Hear us, holy Jesus! When the death shades round us lower, Guard us from the tempter's power, Keep us in that trial hour! May Thy life and death supply Grace to live and grace to die, Grace to reach the home on high! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MEDITATION ON SAVIORS by ROBINSON JEFFERS COMPANIONSHIP by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK TO A WREN ON CALVARY by LARRY LEVIS THE TRANSFIGURATION by EDWIN MUIR SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 1. BEAST, PEACH.. by MARVIN BELL SILENUS IN PROTEUS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES MY FLOWERS by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER POET FLAYS TEMPTATIONS OF CITY LIFE by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP |
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