Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TRIUMPHS OF THY CONQUERING POWER, by WILLIAM HILEY BATHURST First Line: Jesus! Thy church, with longing eyes Last Line: The triumphs of thy conquering power. Subject(s): Jesus Christ | ||||||||
Jesus! Thy church, with longing eyes, For Thine expected coming waits; When will the promised light arise, And glory beam from Zion's gates? Ev'n now, when tempests round us fall, And wintry clouds clouds o'ercast the sky, Thy words with pleasure we recall, And deem that our redemption's nigh. Oh, come and reign o'er every land; Let Satan from his throne be hurled; All nations bow to Thy command, And grace revive a dying world. Teach us, in watchfulness and prayer, To wait for the appointed hour; And fit us, by Thy grace, to share The triumphs of Thy conquering power. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MEDITATION ON SAVIORS by ROBINSON JEFFERS COMPANIONSHIP by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK TO A WREN ON CALVARY by LARRY LEVIS THE TRANSFIGURATION by EDWIN MUIR SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 1. BEAST, PEACH.. by MARVIN BELL THE HARD TIMES IN ELFLAND; A STORY OF CHRISTMAS EVE by SIDNEY LANIER |
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