Poem by Edmund Spenser

Easter

MOST glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day,
Didst make Thy triumph over death and sin;
And, having harrowd hell, didst bring away
Captivity thence captive, us to win:
This joyous day, deare Lord, with joy begin;
And grant that we, for whom thou diddest dye,
Being with Thy deare blood clene washt from sin,
May live for ever in felicity!

And that Thy love we weighing worthily,
May likewise love Thee for the same againe;
And for Thy sake, that all lyke deare didst buy,
With love may one another entertayne!
   So let us love, deare Love, lyke as we ought,
   --Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught. 

1. Amoretti 61. The glorious image of the Makers beautie
2. Amoretti 10. Unrighteous Lord of love, what law is this
3. Amoretti 24. When I behold that beauties wonderment
4. Amoretti 36. Tell me, when shall these wearie woes have end
5. Amoretti 80. After so long a race as I have run

Katharine Tynan Easter ("Bring flowers to strew His way")

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