As the voice of many waters all saints sing as one, As the voice of an unclouded thundering; Unswayed by the changing moon and unswayed by the sun, As the voice of many waters all saints sing. Circling round the rainbow of their perfect ring, Twelve thousand times twelve thousand voices in unison Swell the triumph, swell the praise of Christ the King. Where raiment is white of blood-steeped linen slowly spun, Where crowns are golden of Love's own largessing, Where eternally the ecstasy is but begun, As the voice of many waters all saints sing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OH! WEEP FOR THOSE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON IN TIME OF 'THE BREAKING OF NATIONS' by THOMAS HARDY THE LAST LEAF by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES LINES; SUGGESTED BY GRAVES TWO ENGLISH SOLDIERS ON CONCORD by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL IN THE PINK' by SIEGFRIED SASSOON SLOW TO COME, QUICK A-GONE by WILLIAM BARNES |