An Easter Flower Gift
O dearest bloom the seasons know,Flowers of the Resurrection blow,Our hope and faith restore;And through the bitterness of deathAnd loss and sorrow, breathe a breathOf
The Day of Resurrection
The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad the Passover of gladness, the Passover of God. From death to life eternal, from earth unto the sky, our Christ hath
Easter Wings
Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,Though foolishly he lost the same,Decaying more and moreTill he becameMost poor:With theeO let me riseAs lark, harmoniously,And
Easter Monday (In Memoriam E.T.)
Eleanor Farjeon Is best remembered today as the author of “Morning Has Broken”, one of the most beautiful hymns of praise of the 20th century. However,
Good Friday, 1613. Riding Westward
Let mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in this,The intelligence that moves, devotion is,And as the other Spheares, by being growneSubject to forraigne motion,