LORD Jesus, Oh, ease us Of Self that oppresses, Annoys and distresses Body and brain With dull pain! Thou never, Since ever, Save one moment only, Wast left, or wast lonely: We are alone, And make moan. Far parted, Dull-hearted, We wander, sleep-walking, Mere shadows, dim-stalking: Orphans we roam, Far from home. Oh new man, Sole human, God's son, and our brother, Give each to the other— No one left out In cold doubt! High Father, Oh gather Thy sons and thy daughters, Through fires and through waters, Home to the nest Of thy breast! There under The wonder Of great wings of healing, Of love and revealing, Teach us anew To sing true. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BARBARA FRIETCHIE [SEPTEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER NOREMBEGA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE MIST AND ALL by DIXIE WILLSON LOVE ON THE MOUNTAIN by THOMAS BOYD THE MEASURE, HYMN 4 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING LINES ON HEARING THAT LADY BYRON WAS ILL by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. EXCEPT THE LORD BUILD THE HOUSE by EDWARD CARPENTER |