MINE enemies have prevailed against me, O God: Thou hast led me deep into their ambush. They surround me with a hedge of spears, And the sword in my hand is broken. My friends also have forsaken my side: From a safe place they look upon me with pity. My heart is like water poured upon the ground, And I have come alone to the place of surrender. To thee, to thee only will I give up my sword, -- The sword which was broken in thy service. Thou hast required me to suffer for thy cause: In my defeat thy will is victorious. O my King, show me thy face shining in the dark, While I drink the loving-cup of death to thy glory. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT THE THRUSH SAID by JOHN KEATS THE DAUGHTER OF MENDOZA by MIRABEAU BONAPARTE LAMAR THESEUS by THOMAS STURGE MOORE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 11. THE LOVE-LETTER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI TO MY SISTER by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |