IF Thou, Lord God, willest to judge This, Thy very piteous clay, Which to save Christ did not grudge His last dying, I shall say: @3"Lord, I interpose Christ's death 'Twixt these children and Thy wrath."@1 Then if Thou should'st say: Their shame Is as scarlet in Mine eyes— I shall ask: @3"Who took their blame? Look, Lord, on this Sacrifice! Is Thy Son's blood not more bright Which hath washed their scarlet white?"@1 Then, if Thou Thy wrath should'st keep And if Thy gaze should'st still avert From Thy Son's most piteous sheep, I shall ask: @3"Who bare the hurt? I present Christ's death and pain 'Twixt Thine anger and these men."@1 Lord, they die by millions And they look to Thee—take thought!— This dear flock that is Thy Son's, By the richest ransom bought. See, Thy dead Son lies between Thee, the High Judge, and their sin. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUFFERED UNDER PONTIUS PILATE, WAS CRUCIFIED, DEAD, AND BURIED by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER ASOLANDO: SUMMUM BONUM by ROBERT BROWNING VIRGINIA - THE WEST by WALT WHITMAN WRITTEN ON THE DEATH OF OUR BELOVED GENERAL STONEWALL JACKSON by CAROLINE AUGUSTA BALL DOG AND CAT by RUTH ANDERSON BARNETT ZOPHIEL; OR THE BRIDE OF SEVEN: CANTO 2. DEATH OF ALTHEETOR by MARIA GOWEN BROOKS THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: ROOT AND LEAF by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |