Planted by the Master's hand Steadfast in thy place to stand, While the ever-changing year Clothes or strips thy branches bare; Lending not a leaf to hold Warmth against the winter's cold; Lightening not a limb the less For the summer's sultriness; Nay, thy burden heavier made, That within thy bending shade Thankless multitudes, oppressed, There may lay them down and rest. Soul, upon thy Calvary Wait; the Christ will come to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DREAM-PEDLARY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES CATHOLIC HYMN by EDGAR ALLAN POE ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 6. TO WILLIAM HALL, ESQ., WITH THE WORKS OF CHAULIEU by MARK AKENSIDE LET ME FORGET by OMA CARLYLE ANDERSON A TOMB BY THE SEA by AULUS LICINIUS ARCHIAS LILIES: 4. BLOSSOMS ABOVE A TOMB by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) TO SIR JOHN SPENSER KNIGHTE, ALDERMAN OF LONDON by RICHARD BARNFIELD |