Anthem Ascending
john clare stokes
End of fair faded fall
Down the stem the leaf wends
Who can hear the distant call?
Sweet refrain above the din.
Gently to sweet home ascending
Sounds afar drawing ever close
In the dim awaits the friend
Life’s tears He so knows
From clays abode she breaks
The leaf grows evergreen again
Eyes open and seen faith she takes
Ne’er more the limbs to bend.
Arise! Arise! My talitha today!
Upon the low skid chariot ride
Enter now this your eternal birthday
With Christ on the pinnacle abide!
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