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Poem by George MacDonald


De Profundis


When I am dead unto myself, and let,
O Father, thee live on in me,
Contented to do nought but pay my debt,
And leave the house to thee,

Then shall I be thy ransomed-from the cark
Of living, from the strain for breath,
From tossing in my coffin strait and dark,
At hourly strife with death!

Have mercy! in my coffin! and awake!
A buried temple of the Lord!
Grow, Temple, grow! Heart, from thy cerements break!
Stream out, O living Sword!

When I am with thee as thou art with me,
Life will be self-forgetting power;
Love, ever conscious, buoyant, clear, and free,
Will flame in darkest hour.

Where now I sit alone, unmoving, calm,
With windows open to thy wind,
Shall I not know thee in the radiant psalm
Soaring from heart and mind?

The body of this death will melt away,
And I shall know as I am known;
Know thee my father, every hour and day,
As thou know'st me thine own! 



George MacDonald


George MacDonald's other poems:
  1. The Gospel Women. 13. The Woman in the Temple
  2. Concerning Jesus
  3. The Gospel Women. 1. The Mother Mary
  4. The Unseen Face
  5. A Memorial of Africa


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Elizabeth Barrett-Browning De Profundis ("The face, which, duly as the sun")

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