by George Klingle
Looking back across the years, O Christ, we see Thee go
'Midst hosannas of the throngs passing to and fro,
'Midst the adoration cries ringing on Thy way --
Voices of the wavering ones lifted for a day.
We hosannas echo on, O Christ, and lift to Thee
Songs of adoration too, and bend adoring knee,
But, though faltering and weak, may we not forget
Like the throngs of long ago, the Heart that loveth yet.
Help us to follow all the way, O Christ, nor turn aside.
'Midst Thy shadows, or Thy light, there would we abide;
Though the world hath scarred Thy name, mark it on our breast --
Sweetest name in all the world that ever Love confessed.
Source: Christ in Poetry (1952), an anthology compiled and edited by Thomas Curtis Clark and Hazel Davis Clark
Source of this poem of Jesus Christ:
The Bible (King James Version)
The Bible (King James Version)
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