Angel of Pain
by Saxe Holm
Angel of Pain, I think thy face
Will be in all the heavenly place
The sweetest face that I shall see,
The swiftest face to smile on me.
All other angels faint and tire;
Joy wearies, and forsakes Desire;
Hope falters face to face with Fate,
And dies because it cannot wait;
And Love cuts short each loving day,
Because fond hearts cannot obey
That subtlest law which measures bliss
Will be in all the heavenly place
The sweetest face that I shall see,
The swiftest face to smile on me.
All other angels faint and tire;
Joy wearies, and forsakes Desire;
Hope falters face to face with Fate,
And dies because it cannot wait;
And Love cuts short each loving day,
Because fond hearts cannot obey
That subtlest law which measures bliss
By what it is content to miss.
But thou, O loving, faithful Pain,
Hated, reproached, rejected, slain,
Dost only closer cling, and bless
In sweeter, stronger steadfastness.
Dear, patient angel to thine own
Thou comest, and art never known,
Till late, in some lone twilight place,
The light of thy transfigured face
Sudden shines out, and speechless they
Know they have walked with Christ all day.
But thou, O loving, faithful Pain,
Hated, reproached, rejected, slain,
Dost only closer cling, and bless
In sweeter, stronger steadfastness.
Dear, patient angel to thine own
Thou comest, and art never known,
Till late, in some lone twilight place,
The light of thy transfigured face
Sudden shines out, and speechless they
Know they have walked with Christ all day.
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