"SIT Thou on my right hand, my Son!" saith the Lord. "Sit Thou on my right hand, my Son! Till in the fatal hour Of my wrath, and my power, Thy foes shall be a footstool to Thy throne!" "Prayer shall be made to Thee, my Son!" saith the Lord. "Prayer shall be made to Thee, my Son! From earth and air and sea, And all that in them be, Which Thou for thine heritage hast won!" "Daily be Thou praised, my Son!" saith the Lord. "Daily be Thou praised, my Son! And all that live and move, Let them bless Thy bleeding love, And the work which Thy worthiness hath done!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SURFACES AND MASKS; 6 by CLARENCE MAJOR THREE SPRING NOTATIONS ON BIPEDS by CARL SANDBURG THE DEIL'S AWA WI' TH' EXCISEMAN by ROBERT BURNS CONTENTMENT, AFTER THE MANNER OF HORACE by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY CHARITAS NIMIA; OR THE DEAR BARGAIN by RICHARD CRASHAW THE SAILOR; A ROMAIC BALLAD by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM SONNETS OF MANHOOD: SONNET 24. BALCOMBE FOREST by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) PSALM 116 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 31. TO ONE WHO LOVED HIM by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |