A better Resurrection

posted by K Carter Steeves
I have no wit, no words no tears,
My heart within me like a stone
Is numbed to much for hopes or fears
Look right look left I dwell alone
I lift mine eyes ,but dimmed with grief
No everlasting hills I see
My life is like a falling leaf
O Jesus come and 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 ike a frozen thing
No bud no greenness can I see
My life is like a broken bowl
A broken bowl that cannot hold
One drop of water for my soul
Or cordial in the search and cold
cast in the fire a perishd thing
melt and remould it till it be
a Royale cup for him my king
O jesus come and drink of me          Cristina Rossetti   1800's