Most glorious Lord of lyfe, that on this day Didst make thy triumph over death and sin, And having harrowd hell, didst bring away Captivity thence captive, us to win: This joyous day, deare Lord, with joy begin, And grant that we, for whom thou diddest dye, Being with thy deare blood clene washt from sin, May live for ever in felicity: And that thy love we weighing worthily, May likewise love thee for the same againe; And for thy sake, that all lyke deare didst buy, With love may one another entertayne. So let us love, deare love, lyke as we ought: Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN FLANDERS FIELDS by JOHN MCCRAE MAN FRAIL AND GOD ETERNAL by ISAAC WATTS THE TRIUMPH OF MELANCHOLY by JAMES BEATTIE THE RUNNERS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 89 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE DREAM OF LIFE by MARY ELIZABETH BROOKS ON PRIOR'S SOLOMON by JOHN BYROM |