MINE enemies have prevailed against me, O God: Thou hast led me deep into their ambush. They surround me with a hedge of spears, And the sword in my hand is broken. My friends also have forsaken my side: From a safe place they look upon me with pity. My heart is like water poured upon the ground, And I have come alone to the place of surrender. To thee, to thee only will I give up my sword, -- The sword which was broken in thy service. Thou hast required me to suffer for thy cause: In my defeat thy will is victorious. O my King, show me thy face shining in the dark, While I drink the loving-cup of death to thy glory. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MISS KILMANSEGG AND HER PRECIOUS LEG: HER BIRTH by THOMAS HOOD AN ODE IN IMITATION OF ALCAEUS by WILLIAM JONES THE TOKEN by FRANK TEMPLETON PRINCE MY FRIEND by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS BURNING STRAWPILES by EVA K. ANGLESBURG TO REV. W. H. MILBURN by LEVI BISHOP |