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As they to glory...

Writer: Michael MarcusMichael Marcus

Updated: May 26, 2021

I do not know the title or year of the poem, just thought I would share.


"In heaven soaring up, I dropped an ear

On earth: and Oh, sweet melody:

And listening, found it was the saints who were

Encroached for Heaven that sang for joy.

For in Christ's coach they sweetly sing,

As they to glory ride therein.


Oh, joyous hearts! Enfired with holy flame!

Is speech thus tassled with praise?

Will not your inward fire of joy contain:

That it in open flames doth blaze?

For in Christ's coach saints sweetly sing,

As they to glory ride therein.


And if a string do slip by chance, they soon

Do screw it up again, whereby

They set it in a more melodious tune

And a diviner harmony.

For in Christ's coach they sweetly sing,

As they to glory ride therein.


In all their acts, public and private, nay,

And secret too, they praise impart.

But in their acts divine and worship, they

With hymns do offer up their heart.

Thus in Christ's coach they sweetly sing,

As they to glory ride therein.


Some few not in; and some whose time and place

Block up this coach's way do go

As travelers afoot, and so do trace

The road that gives them right thereto,

While in this coach these sweetly sing,

As they to glory ride therein."


- Edward Taylor


 
 
 

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