Verse > Anthologies > Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. > A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895
Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895.  1895.
Frederick William Faber (1814–63)
O PARADISE, O Paradise,
  Who doth not crave for rest,
Who would not seek the happy land
  Where they that lov’d are blest?
    Where loyal hearts and true        5
      Stand ever in the light,
    All rapture through and through,
      In God’s most holy sight.
O Paradise, O Paradise,
  The world is growing old;        10
Who would not be at rest and free
  Where love is never cold?
O Paradise, O Paradise,
  Wherefore doth death delay?
Bright death, that is the welcome dawn        15
  Of our eternal day.
O Paradise, O Paradise,
  ’T is weary waiting here;
I long to be where Jesus is,
  To feel, to see him near.        20
O Paradise, O Paradise,
  I want to sin no more,
I want to be as pure on earth
  As on thy spotless shore.
O Paradise, O Paradise,        25
  I greatly long to see
The special place my dearest Lord
  Is destining for me.
O Paradise, O Paradise,
  I feel’t will not be long;        30
Patience! I almost think I hear
  Faint fragments of thy song;
    Where loyal hearts and true
      Stand ever in the light,
    All rapture through and through,        35
      In God’s most holy sight.

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