The cross stands firm; no blast of time, No hurricane of earth's rude clime, Can shake its heavenly steadfastness, Or lessen its high power to bless. I look and live! The tidings from that tree of love Are still God's message from above, Telling, each hour, of cleansing blood, And pointing to the upward road. I hear and live! Still does the Christ His grace reveal, His well of living joy unseal; Still telling of His love and light, His meekness, majesty, and might. I come and live! Still waves life's tree its glorious wealth, Laden with everlasting health; With fruit and leaf divinely fair, And immortality still there. I eat and live! Still from the rock the waters burst To quench the weary spirit's thirst; Who drinketh once will drink again, Who drinketh shall not drink in vain. I drink and live! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER'S COMPLAINT by MARY (CUMBERLAND) ALCOCK FUNERAL by ETHEL SKIPTON BARRINGER TO A FATHER, ON THE DEATH OF HIS ONLY CHILD by BERNARD BARTON A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 13 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE CLAIM by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |