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Poem by Henry Kirke White


Hymn


"In Heaven we shall be purified, 
so as to be able to endure the splendours of the Deity."

Awake, sweet harp of Judah, wake,
Retune thy strings for Jesus' sake;
We sing the Saviour of our race,
The Lamb, our shield, and hiding-place.

When God's right arm is bared for war,
And thunders clothe his cloudy car,
Where, where, oh, where shall man retire,
To escape the horrors of his ire?

'Tis he, the Lamb, to him we fly,
While the dread tempest passes by;
God sees his Well-beloved's face,
And spares us in our hiding-place.

Thus while we dwell in this low scene,
The Lamb is our unfailing screen;
To him, though guilty, still we run,
And God still spares us for his Son.

While yet we sojourn here below,
Pollutions still our hearts o'erflow;
Fallen, abject, mean, a sentenced race,
We deeply need a hiding-place.

Yet, couragedays and years will glide,
And we shall lay these clods aside,
Shall be baptized in Jordan's flood,
And wash'd in Jesus' cleansing blood.

Then pure, immortal, sinless, freed,
We through the Lamb shall be decreed;
Shall meet the Father face to face,
And need no more a hiding-place.



Henry Kirke White


Henry Kirke White's other poems:
  1. Description of a Summers Eve
  2. Lines Written in Wilford Churchyard on Recovery from Sickness
  3. My Study
  4. The Dark Woodland
  5. Inscription for a Monument to the Memory of Cowper


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Walter Raleigh Hymn ("Rise, O my soul! with thy desires to heaven")
  • Charles Kingsley Hymn ("Accept this building, gracious Lord")
  • Edgar Poe Hymn ("At mornat noonat twilight dim")
  • Eugene Field Hymn ("O heart of mine! lift up thine eyes")
  • Henry Newbolt Hymn ("O Lord Almighty, Thou whose hands")

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