Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GLORIOUS GIFT OF GOD, by BENJAMIN BEDDOME First Line: Jesus, my lord, my chief delight Last Line: It never should from thence depart. Subject(s): Jesus Christ | ||||||||
Jesus, my Lord, my chief delight! For Thee I long, for Thee I pray, Amid the shadows of the night, Amid the business of the day. When shall I see Thy smiling face, That face which often I have seen? Arise, Thou Sun of righteousness! Scatter the clouds that intervene. Thou art the glorious gift of God. To sinners weary and distressed; The first of all His gifts bestowed, And certain pledge of all the rest. Could I but say, "This gift is mine!" The world should lie beneath my feet; Though poor, no more would I repine, Or look with envy on the great. This precious jewel I would keep, And lodge it deep within my heart; At home, abroad, awake, asleep, It never should from thence depart. | 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 BONNYBELL: THE BUTTERFLY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BEFORE THE FLOWERS OF FRIENDSHIP FADED FADED: 21 by GERTRUDE STEIN |
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