Jesus, we lift our souls to Thee, Thy Holy Spirit breathe, And let this little infant be Baptized into Thy death. O let Thine unction on him rest, Thy grace his soul renew, And write within his tender breast Thy name and nature too. If Thou shouldst quickly end his days, His place with Thee prepare; And if Thou lengthen out his race, Continue still Thy care. Thy faithful servant let him prove, Begirt with truth divine; A sharer in Thy dying love, A follower of thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LADDER OF SAINT AUGUSTINE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THOSE VARIOUS SCALPELS by MARIANNE MOORE THE ORCHARD PIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 94. AL-HADI by EDWIN ARNOLD VERSES WRITTEN IN THE LEAVES OF AN IVORY POCKET-BOOK by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |