SLAIN for man, slain for me, O Lamb of God, look down; Loving to the end, look down, behold and see: Turn Thine Eyes of pity, turn not on us Thy frown, O Lamb of God, slain for man, slain for me. Mark the wrestling, mark the race for indeed a crown; Mark our chariots how we drive them heavily; Mark the foe upon our track blasting thundering down, O Lamb of God, slain for man, slain for me. Set as a Cloudy Pillar against them Thy frown, Thy Face of Light toward us gracious utterly; Help granting, hope granting, until Thou grant a crown, O Lamb of God, slain for man, slain for me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN: FIRST SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY: 2 by REGINALD HEBER THE NAME OF JESUS by JOHN NEWTON AS THE GREEK'S SIGNAL FLAME by WALT WHITMAN FATHER, THY WILL BE DONE by SARAH FLOWER ADAMS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 93. AL-NOOR by EDWIN ARNOLD A MARTYR'S MASS; FATHER MIGUEL PRO, EXECUTED AY MEXICO CITY, 1927 by ALFRED BARRETT |