Lost Mother, A -21
Yea, now the sudden change!
Now am I, as it were, once more a child:
Thou from the heights to me most strange
Canst stoop to aid me, weary and sin-defiled.
Thou art renewed, reborn;
Now thou hast passed the dark sad hour
Thou hast the sunlit brow, the deathless power:
'Tis I who am weak,—and utterly forlorn.
Now am I, as it were, once more a child:
Thou from the heights to me most strange
Canst stoop to aid me, weary and sin-defiled.
Thou art renewed, reborn;
Now thou hast passed the dark sad hour
Thou hast the sunlit brow, the deathless power:
'Tis I who am weak,—and utterly forlorn.
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