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Poem
December 6, 1890
The Irish Standard
Minneapolis, Saint Paul, Hennepin County, Ramsey County, Minnesota
What is this article about?
A lyrical hymn by Aubrey de Vere extolling the triumphant Church of God as a rock of strength, bearer of Christ's light, offering truth and freedom, enduring empires, and embracing all humanity in faith.
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THE CHURCH OF GOD
BY AUBREY DE VERE.
Who is she that stands triumphant,
Rock in strength upon the rock,
Like some city crowned with turrets
Braving storm and earthquake shock?
Who is she her arms extending,
Blessing thus a world restored,
All the anthems of creation
Lifting to creation's Lord?
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations, at her feet!
Hers that troth whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
As the moon its splendor borrows
From a sun unseen all night,
So from Christ, the Sun of Justice,
Draws His Church her Sacred light:
Touched by His, her hands have healing,
Bread of life, absolving key:
Christ incarnate is her Bridegroom;
The Spirit Hers. His temple she.
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations at her feet!
Hers that truth, whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
Empires rise and sink like billows,
Vanish and are seen no more;
Glorious, as the star of morning,
She o'erlooks their wild uproar;
Hers the household all-embracing,
Hers the vine that shadows earth.
Blest thy children, mighty Mother!
Safe the stranger at thy hearth.
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations, at her feet!
Hers that truth whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
Like her Bridegroom, heavenly, human,
Crowned and militant in one,
Chanting nature's great assumption
And the abasement of the Son,
Her Magnificats, her dirges,
Harmonize the jarring years;
Hands that fling to heaven the censer,
Wipe away the orphan's tears.
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations, at her feet!
Hers that truth whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
BY AUBREY DE VERE.
Who is she that stands triumphant,
Rock in strength upon the rock,
Like some city crowned with turrets
Braving storm and earthquake shock?
Who is she her arms extending,
Blessing thus a world restored,
All the anthems of creation
Lifting to creation's Lord?
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations, at her feet!
Hers that troth whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
As the moon its splendor borrows
From a sun unseen all night,
So from Christ, the Sun of Justice,
Draws His Church her Sacred light:
Touched by His, her hands have healing,
Bread of life, absolving key:
Christ incarnate is her Bridegroom;
The Spirit Hers. His temple she.
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations at her feet!
Hers that truth, whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
Empires rise and sink like billows,
Vanish and are seen no more;
Glorious, as the star of morning,
She o'erlooks their wild uproar;
Hers the household all-embracing,
Hers the vine that shadows earth.
Blest thy children, mighty Mother!
Safe the stranger at thy hearth.
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations, at her feet!
Hers that truth whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
Like her Bridegroom, heavenly, human,
Crowned and militant in one,
Chanting nature's great assumption
And the abasement of the Son,
Her Magnificats, her dirges,
Harmonize the jarring years;
Hands that fling to heaven the censer,
Wipe away the orphan's tears.
Hers the kingdom, hers the sceptre!
Fall, ye nations, at her feet!
Hers that truth whose fruit is freedom;
Light her yoke, her burden sweet!
What sub-type of article is it?
Hymn
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Religious Faith
Liberty Independence
What keywords are associated?
Church Of God
Aubrey De Vere
Religious Hymn
Christian Faith
Spiritual Freedom
Triumphant Church
What entities or persons were involved?
By Aubrey De Vere.
Poem Details
Title
The Church Of God
Author
By Aubrey De Vere.
Subject
The Church Of God
Form / Style
Stanzaic With Repeated Refrain
Key Lines
Who Is She That Stands Triumphant,
Rock In Strength Upon The Rock,
Like Some City Crowned With Turrets
Braving Storm And Earthquake Shock?
Hers The Kingdom, Hers The Sceptre!
Fall, Ye Nations, At Her Feet!
Hers That Truth Whose Fruit Is Freedom;
Light Her Yoke, Her Burden Sweet!
As The Moon Its Splendor Borrows
From A Sun Unseen All Night,
So From Christ, The Sun Of Justice,
Draws His Church Her Sacred Light: