Poems written in jail

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Poems written in jail
by Louis Riel
A set of of four poems written while in a Regina jail awaiting his 1885 hanging. Given to North West Mounted Police Constable Robert Hobbs, one of his jailors.


I must
Speak of God in whom
I trust.
In him I have room
To hope.
The rope
Threatens my life; but
Thank God, I fear not.




There is a very fine perfume
Of truth, in the church of England!
The Blessed Virgin, I presume,
Occupies therein, a great Stand.
She is honor'd as the mother
Of Jesus Christ! She is the Queen
Whose sweet prayers have always been
Successfull near God the Father.
Louis "David" Riel




Prophet of the new world, I
Do the work of the Most High.
I assert it with no pride.
I live in humility.
Is there any one to side
With me? Yes. Sincerity
Will gather up its recruits.
And we will soon taste its fruits.
Louis "David" Riel




The morning dew, with silver drops,
Never shines as much as the word
Of the Preacher who developed
The blessed teachings of the Lord.
———
Happy is the congregation
Which obeys, with true devotion,
The sermons of its Minister,
For the Sake of Christ, the Master!
Louis "David" Riel

This work was published before January 1, 1923, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.