| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | | I. Come to a desert place apart | | By Joseph Anstice (18081836) |
| | | COME to a desert place apart, | |
| And rest a little while; | |
| So spake the Christ, when limbs and heart | |
| Waxd faint and sick through toil. | |
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| High communings with God He sought: | 5 |
| But, where He sought them, found | |
| The restless crowd together brought, | |
| And labours weary round. | |
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| Then not a thought to self was given, | |
| Nor breathd a word of blame; | 10 |
| He fed their souls with bread from Heaven, | |
| Then stayd their sinking frame. | |
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| Turnd He, when that long task is done, | |
| To sleep fatigue away? | |
| When on the desert sank the sun, | 15 |
| The Saviour waked to pray. | |
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| O perfect Pattern from above, | |
| So strengthen us, that neer | |
| Prayer keep us back from works of love, | |
| Nor works of love from prayer. | 20 | | | |
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