O MINE enemy Rejoice not over me! Jesus waiteth to be gracious: I will yet arise, Mounting free and far, Past sun and star, To a house prepared and spacious In the skies. Lord, for Thine own sake Kindle my heart and break; Make mine anguish efficacious Wedded to Thine own: Be not Thy dear pain. Thy Love, in vain, Thou Who waitest to be gracious On Thy Throne. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLACK RIDERS: 1 by STEPHEN CRANE SONG: THE STRICKEN DEER by THOMAS MOORE SONG, FR. THE TWO GENTELEM OF VERONA by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE HASCHEESH by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH AUTUMN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD PEACE AND SHEPHERD by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SARAH THREENEEDLES (BOSTON, 1698) by KATHARINE LEE BATES |