Madeline With other poems and parables: By Thomas Gordon Hake |
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ON THE RESURGAM. |
Madeline | ||
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LXV. ON THE RESURGAM.
I shall arise in Thee, O God,And claim Thee from the dust;
I shall arise and bless the sod
That proves Thee more than just!
What, O my soul, thou lonely one,
Refuse thy only friend,
Whose presence at thy birth had shone,
Who watched thee to thy end?
I shall arise and look for Thee,
O Saviour of the race!
What, O my soul refuse to be
A chosen heir of grace;
Thou who hadst else to dust returned
And famished in the tomb;
Thou whom the universe had spurned
Despite the Virgin's womb?
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The Holy Ghost receive!
What, O my soul, prefer thy death
To this divine reprieve?
Madeline | ||