The day of Christ, the day of God, We humbly hope with joy to see-- Wash'd in the sanctifying blood Of an incarnate Deity-- Who did for us His life resign. There is no other God but one; For all the plentitude Divine Resides in the eternal Son. Spotless, sincere, without offense, O may we to His day remain, Who trust the blood of Christ to cleanse Our souls from every sinful stain. Lord, we believe the promise sure; The purchased Comforter impart; Apply Thy blood to make us pure, To keep us pure in life and heart. Then let us see that day supreme, When none Thy Godhead shall deny, Thy sov'reign majesty blaspheme,-- Or count Thee less than the Most High: When all who on their God believe, Who here Thy last appearing love, Shall Thy consummate joy receive, And see Thy glorious face above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A VOLUME OF SCHOLASTIC PHILOSOPHY by GEORGE SANTAYANA WEDDING BED IN MANGKUTANA by KAREN SWENSON HIC VIR, HIC EST' by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: BOMBER IN LONDON by RUDYARD KIPLING HE REMEMBERS FORGOTTEN BEAUTY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS PSALM 137 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |