WHEN WILT THOU save the people? O God of mercy, when? Not kings and lords, but nations! Not thrones and crowns, but men! Flowers of Thy heart, O God, are they; Let them not pass, like weeds, away, Their heritage, a sunless day. God, save the people. Shall crime bring crime forever, Strength aiding still the strong? Is it Thy will, O Father, That man shall toil for wrong? No, say Thy mountains; No, Thy skies; Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise, And songs ascend, instead of sighs. God, save the people! When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? The people, Lord, the people, Not thrones and crowns, but men! God, save the people, Thine they are, Thy children as Thine angels fair. From vice, oppression, and despair, God, save the people! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. TRACE TO THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SELF-REJECTED by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER THE LADY'S 'YES' by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE DEIL'S AWA WI' TH' EXCISEMAN by ROBERT BURNS THE CHOIRMASTER'S BURIAL by THOMAS HARDY THE TENT ON THE BEACH: 3. THE GRAVE BY THE LAKE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |