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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HYMNARY: 321. WHITSUNTIDE, by CHARLES COFFIN First Line: Lo, the father hears our prayer Last Line: Human hearts with flaming fire. | |||
LO, the father hears our prayer: Unto failing hearts to bear All Christ promised ere He rose, Forth to-day the Spirit goes. As the Lord of Life draws nigh, Signs and wonders multiply: First through all the house there past Sounds, as of a rushing blast; Flakes of fire fell fast, and hung, Each one like a burning tongue, In the pure thin air, and shed Lustre upon every head. Then the flames that lit each brow, Passing thence -- we know not how -- To their inmost spirit pour Light and strength unknown before. Marvelling much the nations heard Preached in every tongue the word; All that seers had e'er discerned, Told again in words that burned. On the hearers then was poured Forth the Spirit of the Lord: Thick as sheaves at harvest-tide They arose and prophesied. Praise the Father, praise the Son: Equal honour, too, be done Unto Him, Who can inspire Human hearts with flaming fire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HYMNARY: 320. WHITSUNTIDE by CHARLES COFFIN WOMEN'S WAR THOUGHTS by MARY HUNTER AUSTIN THE METAMORPHOSIS OF THE WALNUT-TREE OF BOARSTELL: ECLOGUE by WILLIAM BASSE SUSPIRIA NOCTIS by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL BURNS - EXTEMPORE by ROBERT BURNS DICTATOR by KATHARINE BROWN BURT A PUBLISHER TO HIS CLIENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TIME RECOVER'D by GIROLAMO CASONE JACOB'S WIVES by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH |
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