Mystic Trees by Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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PONDERING
“I see a Garden, my little son,
Thou art praying there God's will be done:
The ground is wet
With bloody sweat ...
Yea, and fulfilled His Will shall be
In Thee and me!
Thou art praying there God's will be done:
The ground is wet
With bloody sweat ...
Yea, and fulfilled His Will shall be
In Thee and me!
Thou art bound, art bleeding in a hall ...
There is wrath at my breast ... The scourges fall;
And the swimming eyes of Thine agony
Have no part in me.
Lo, Thine hour is come!
My Bud, my Rose, I am distant, dumb!
There is wrath at my breast ... The scourges fall;
And the swimming eyes of Thine agony
Have no part in me.
Lo, Thine hour is come!
My Bud, my Rose, I am distant, dumb!
Belovèd, I can see a road;
They spur Thee along it as with a goad;
I hear Thy Voice ‘Ye must not weep’ ...
Babe, Babe, but my sobs will break Thy sleep!
They spur Thee along it as with a goad;
I hear Thy Voice ‘Ye must not weep’ ...
Babe, Babe, but my sobs will break Thy sleep!
To a Cross Thou art nailed by cruel men—
But I see myself and beside Thee then,
At the foot of that Cross—and it is His Will!
My little One, we will both lie still,
In one peace together, loving His Will!”
But I see myself and beside Thee then,
At the foot of that Cross—and it is His Will!
My little One, we will both lie still,
In one peace together, loving His Will!”
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