Explore "Resurrection" by Sheila Kaye-Smith on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
By the grave I watch and weep, / Watch and weep in anxious pain, / Watch my Love's exhausted sleep, / Weep lest he should wake again -- / With heart and mind and soul I dread / The resurrection of the dead.
Is it a hard law of Thine / That no third day's dawn shall break / Without bringing life divine / To the dead? O for the sake / Of all Thy thorns and lilies won, / Let my weary one sleep on!