SAVIOUR, when in dust to Thee Low we bend the adoring knee; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, -- O, by all Thy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany! By Thy helpless infant years; By Thy life of want and tears; By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness; By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power, -- Turn, O, turn a favoring eye, Hear our solemn litany! By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold, -- From Thy seat above the sky Hear our solemn litany! By Thine hour of dire despair; By Thine agony of prayer; By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice, -- Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany! By Thy deep expiring groan; By the sad sepulchral stone; By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God; O, from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, -- Listen, listen to the cry Of Our solemn litany! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HAWK by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS DEATH AND DOCTOR HORNBOOK; A TRUE STORY by ROBERT BURNS O SLEEP, MY BABE! by SARA COLERIDGE OLNEY HYMNS: 35. LIGHT SHINING OUT OF DARKNESS by WILLIAM COWPER AUBADE [OR, A MORNING SONG FOR IMOGEN], FR. CYMBELINE by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE PRODIGAL'S BROTHER SPEAKS by BESS SAMUEL AYRES SWORD AND BUCKLER; OR, SERVING-MAN'S DEFENCE: TO THE READER by WILLIAM BASSE |