A Better Resurrection

Christina Rossetti

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1830 to 1894

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

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