COMMUNION
by: Edward Dowden (1843-1913)
- ORD, I have knelt and tried to
pray to-night,
- But Thy love came upon me like a sleep,
- And all desire died out; upon the deep
- Of Thy mere love I lay, each thought in light
- Dissolving like the sunset clouds, at rest
- Each tremulous wish, and my strength weakness, sweet
- As a sick boy with soon oerwearied feet
- finds, yielding him unto his mothers breast
- To weep for weakness there. I could not pray,
- But with closed eyes I felt Thy bosoms love
- Beating toward mine, and then I would not move
- Till of itself the joy should pass away;
- At last my heart found voice,--Take me, O Lord,
- And do with me according to Thy word.
"Communion" is reprinted
from The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. Ed. Nicholson
& Lee. Oxford: The Clarendon Press, 1917. |
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