Oh for the time gone by when thought of Christ Made His yoke easy and His burden light; When my heart stirred within me at the sight Of Altar spread for awful Eucharist; When all my hopes His promises sufficed; When my soul watched for Him by day by night; When my lamp lightened, and my robe was white, And all seemed loss except the Pearl unpriced. Yet since He calls me still with tender call, Since He remembers Whom I half forgot, I even will run my race and bear my lot: For Faith the walls of Jericho cast down, And Hope to whoso runs holds forth a crown, And Love is Christ, and Christ is All in all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN WALKED BUD WITH A PALETTE by CLARENCE MAJOR HAD I THE CHOICE (AFTER WALT WHITMAN) by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE VISION by GEORGE SANTAYANA BACKGROUND AND DESIGN by KAREN SWENSON HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 4. THE MORAL by KAREN SWENSON THE ICE-CREAM SANDWICH by KAREN SWENSON |