Her Seed; It Shall Bruise Thy Head
Astonished Heaven looked on when man was made,
When fallen man reproved seemed half forgiven;
Surely that oracle of hope first said,
Astonished Heaven.
Even so while one by one lost souls are shriven,
A mighty multitude of quickened dead;
Christ's love outnumbering ten times sevenfold seven.
Even so while man still tosses high his head,
While still the All-Holy Spirit's strife is striven; —
Till one last trump shake earth, and undismayed
Astonished Heaven.
When fallen man reproved seemed half forgiven;
Surely that oracle of hope first said,
Astonished Heaven.
Even so while one by one lost souls are shriven,
A mighty multitude of quickened dead;
Christ's love outnumbering ten times sevenfold seven.
Even so while man still tosses high his head,
While still the All-Holy Spirit's strife is striven; —
Till one last trump shake earth, and undismayed
Astonished Heaven.
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