Bright were the mornings first impearl'd O'er earth, and sea, and air; The birthdays of a rifing world-- For power divine was there. But fairer shone the tears of Christ For Lazarus, o'er his grave; Since love divine bedew'd the sod Of one He sought to save. Sweet drops of grace, the pledges given Of Mercy's mighty plan-- That He, who was the Prince of heaven, Had pity upon man! Let us Thy dear example, Lord, Fix'd in our memories keep-- That we, obedient to Thy word, May weep with those that weep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RUINES OF ROME by JOACHIM DU BELLAY UPON HIS LEAVING HIS MISTRESS by JOHN WILMOT PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 38. AL-KABIR by EDWIN ARNOLD THE MATCH by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE HUMMING-BIRD by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TREES IN WINTER by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON F.B.C.; CHANCELLORSVILLE, MAY 3, 1863 by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER |