CHOR. PRAISED be the God of love, MEN. Here below. ANG. And here above: CHOR. Who hath dealt his mercies so, ANG. To his friend, MEN. And to his foe; CHOR. That both grace and glorie tend ANG. Us of old MEN. And us in th' end. CHOR. The great Shepherd of the fold ANG. Us did make, MEN. For us was sold. CHOR. He our foes in pieces brake: ANG. Him we touch; MEN. And him we take. CHOR. Wherefore since that he is such, ANG. We adore, MEN. And we do crouch. CHOR. Lord, thy praises should be more. MEN. We have none, ANG. And we no store. CHOR. Praised be the God alone Who hath made of two folds one. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SELF-REJECTED by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER THE WIND (2) by EMILY DICKINSON ASPECTS OF THE PINES by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE SPARKLING AND BRIGHT by CHARLES FENNO HOFFMAN RIDDLE: A CANDLE by MOTHER GOOSE |