TO those who know the Lord I speak; Is my Beloved near? The bridegroom of my soul I seek, Oh! when will he appear? Though once a man of grief and shame, Yet now he fills a throne, And bears the greatest, sweetest name That earth or heaven has known Grace flies before, and love attends His steps where'er he goes; Though none can see him but his friends, And they were once his foes. He speaks;--obedient to his call Our warm affections move: Did he but shine alike on all, Then all alike would love. Then love in every heart would reign, And war would cease to roar; And cruel and bloodthirsty men Would thirst for blood no more. Such Jesus is, and such his grace; Oh, may he shine on you! And tell him, when you see his face, I long to see him too. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CURLEW'S CALL by JANE BARLOW VOLATUS TRIUMPHANS by LUCIUS MORRIS BEEBE I SHALL BE SATISFIED by MARTIN BEHEMB JERUSALEM; THE EMANATION OF THE GIANT ALBION: CHAPTER 2 by WILLIAM BLAKE THE SOUTH-WEST WIND by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 23 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 1 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |