TEARS have done: Our Rising Sun Shall drie you up, & bring His ever-smileing Spring Of purest Joyes, which blest at first Old @3Paradise@1, where they were nurst. What though that Night were long? This gilded Day Wears on his Forehead an eternall Ray. Now JESUS lives, We cannot die Or but to live immortally. In Him w' are rose again Before Death us hath slain. Then sing we on, Tears have done. CHORUS Rise Heart; Thy Lord was early up, arise And sing Him now his Morning-Sacrifice. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU ARE FIRE EATERS by MARIANNE MOORE ENGLISH ENCOURAGEMENT OF ART (FIRST READING) by WILLIAM BLAKE ANOTHER SPRING by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE BLIND GIRL OF CASTEL-CUILLE by JACQUES BOE MATRIMONIAL MELODIES: 3. SYSTEM by BERTON BRALEY TAKE YOUR CHOICE: AS LONGFELLOW WROTE IT by BERTON BRALEY LAST WORDS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |