AH Lord, we all have pierced Thee: wilt Thou be Wroth with us all to slay us all? Nay, Lord, be this thing far from Thee and me: By whom should we arise, for we are small, By whom if not by Thee? Lord, if of us who pierced Thee Thou spare one, Spare yet one more to love Thy Face, And yet another of poor souls undone, Another, and another -- God of grace, Let mercy overrun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMING BRAVES by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 1. SUNRISE IN THE TROPICS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE LONESOME CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 3 by EZRA POUND NICHARCHUS UPON PHIDON HIS DOCTOR by EZRA POUND |