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Joy Of My Life While Left Me Here!

Joy of my life while left me here!

And still my love!

How in thy absence thou dost steer

Me from above!

A life well led

This truth commends,

With quick or dead

It never ends.

by Henry Vaughan

"Thou That Know'st for Whom I Mourn"

THOU that know'st for whom I mourn,

And why these tears appear,

That keep'st account till he return

Of all his dust left here ;

As easily Thou might'st prevent,

As now produce, these tears,

And add unto that day he went

A fair supply of years.

by Henry Vaughan

The Incarnation, And Passion

LORD, when Thou didst Thyself undress,

Laying by Thy robes of glory,

To make us more, Thou wouldst be less,

And becam'st a woful story.

To put on clouds instead of light,

And clothe the morning-star with dust,

Was a translation of such height

As, but in Thee, was ne'er express'd.

by Henry Vaughan

"O Lord, the hope of Israel"

O Lord, the hope of Israel, all they that forsake

Thee shall be ashamed ; and they that depart from

Thee, shall be written in the earth, because they have

forsaken the Lord, the fountain of living waters.

Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed ; save me,

and I shall be saved, for Thou art my health, and my

great deliverer.

I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to

by Henry Vaughan

"Vain Wits and Eyes"

VAIN wits and eyes

Leave, and be wise :

Abuse not, shun not holy fire,

But with true tears wash off your mire.

Tears and these flames will soon grow kind,

And mix an eye-salve for the blind.

Tears cleanse and supple without fail,

And fire will purge your callous veil,

by Henry Vaughan

The Evening-Watch [A Dialogue]

BODY

Farewell! I go to sleep; but when

The day-star springs, I'll wake again.

SOUL

Go, sleep in peace; and when thou liest

Unnumber'd in thy dust, when all this frame

Is but one dram, and what thou now descriest

In sev'ral parts shall want a name,

by Henry Vaughan

The Shepherds

Sweet, harmless lives! (on whose holy leisure

Waits innocence and pleasure),

Whose leaders to those pastures, and clear springs,

Were patriarchs, saints, and kings,

How happened it that in the dead of night

You only saw true light,

While Palestine was fast asleep, and lay

Without one thought of day?

by Henry Vaughan

The Relapse

My God, how gracious art thou! I had slipt

Almost to hell,

And on the verge of that dark, dreadful pit

Did hear them yell,

But O thy love! thy rich, almighty love

That sav'd my soul,

And checkt their fury, when I saw them move,

And heard them howl;

by Henry Vaughan

Death A Dialogue

Soul.

'TIS a sad Land, that in one day

Hath dull'd thee thus ; when death shall freeze

Thy blood to ice, and thou must stay

Tenant for years, and centuries ;

How wilt thou brook't ?

Body.

I cannot tell ;

by Henry Vaughan

Upon The Priory Grove, His Usual Retirement

Hail sacred shades! cool, leavy House!

Chaste treasurer of all my vows,

And wealth! on whose soft bosom laid

My love's fair steps I first betrayed:

Henceforth no melancholy flight,

No sad wing, or hoarse bird of night,

Disturb this air, no fatal throat

Of raven, or owl, awake the note

by Henry Vaughan

The Nativity

Peace? and to all the world? sure, One

And He the Prince of Peace, hath none.

He travels to be born, and then

Is born to travel more again.

Poor Galilee! thou canst not be

The place for His nativity.

His restless mother's called away,

And not delivered till she pay.

by Henry Vaughan

The Revival

. Unfold! unfold! Take in His light,

Who makes thy cares more short than night.

The joys which with His day-star rise,

He deals to all but drowsy eyes;

And (what the men of this world miss)

Some drops and dews of future bliss.

Hark! how his winds have chang'd their note,

And with warm whispers call thee out.

by Henry Vaughan