HAUNTING gloom and flitting shades Ghastly shapes, away! Christ is rising, and pervades Highest Heaven with day. He with His bright spear the night Dazzles and pursues; Earth wakes up, and glows with light Of a thousand hues. Thee, O Christ, and Thee alone, With a single mind, We with chant and plaint would own: To Thy flock be kind. Much it needs Thy light divine. Spot and stain to clean; Light of Angels, on us shine With Thy face serene. To the Father, and the Son, And the Holy Ghost, Here be glory, as is done By the angelic host. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...QUEST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO JOHN BROWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MA LADY'S LIPS AM LIKE DE HONEY (NEGRO LOVE SONG) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE GARDEN BY MOONLIGHT by AMY LOWELL VICTORY IN DEFEAT by EDWIN MARKHAM THE SPARROW HARK IN THE RAIN (ALEXANDER STEPHENS HEARS NEWS) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |