Zinzendorff and Other Poems/"Depart, Christian soul"

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4045633Zinzendorff and Other Poems"Depart, Christian soul"1836Lydia Huntley Sigourney


"DEPART, CHRISTIAN SOUL."


Depart, depart! The silver cord is breaking,
    The sun-ray fades before thy darken'd sight,
The subtle essence from the clod is taking
    Mid groans and pangs its everlasting flight;
Lingerest thou fearful? Christ the grave hath blest,
He, in that lowly couch did deign to take his rest.
    
Depart! thy sojourn here hath been in sorrow,
    Tears were thy meat along thy thorn-clad path,
The hope of eve was but a clouded morrow,
    And sin appall'd thee with thy Maker's wrath,
Earth gave her lessons in a tempest-voice
Thy discipline is ended. Chasten'd one, rejoice!

Thou wert a stranger here, and all thy trouble
    To bind a wreath upon the brow of pain,
To build a bower upon the watery bubble
    Or strike an anchor 'neath its depths, was vain;
Depart! Depart! All tears are wiped away,
Thy seraph-marshall'd road is toward the realm of day.