O God, the cleanest offering
Of tainted earth below,
Unblushing to thy feet we bring—
“A leper white as snow!“
Deep Unto Deep
Where limpid waters lie between,
There only heaven to heaven is seen:
Where flows the tide of mutual tears
There only heart to heart appears.
Nor Bethlehem nor Nazareth
Apart from Mary’s care;
Nor heaven itself a home for Him
Were not His mother there.
In patience as in labour must thou be
A follower of Me,
Whose hands & feet, when most I wrought for thee,
Were nailed unto a tree.