~Poet’s Corner- Christina Rossetti~

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A Better Resurrection

By Christina Rossetti

I have no wit, no words, no tears;
         My heart within me like a stone
Is numb’d too much for hopes or fears;
         Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimm’d with grief
         No everlasting hills I see;
My life is in the falling leaf:
         O Jesus, quicken me.
My life is like a faded leaf,
         My harvest dwindled to a husk:
Truly my life is void and brief
         And tedious in the barren dusk;
My life is like a frozen thing,
         No bud nor greenness can I see:
Yet rise it shall—the sap of Spring;
         O Jesus, rise in me.
My life is like a broken bowl,
         A broken bowl that cannot hold
One drop of water for my soul
         Or cordial in the searching cold;
Cast in the fire the perish’d thing;
         Melt and remould it, till it be
A royal cup for Him, my King:
         O Jesus, drink of me.
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