Bring homage to this holy place; <br />This ancient site of Christian grace, <br />Devotion steeped in sandstone walls, <br />Draws faithful to these hallowed halls <br /> <br />These wooden doors so bold and stout, <br />Which keep the evil serpent out; <br />Beckon to the righteous fold, <br />Enter, and the Lord behold. <br /> <br />This transept tall with gallant stair, <br />And Acca's Cross, a noble heir; <br />To Wilfred, leader of the meek, <br />A saintly guide to those who seek, <br />Solace in this holy shrine, <br />This tranquil place of Love devine. <br /> <br />These vaults and freises carved with skill, <br />Stand aloft in air so still, <br />'Till organ sounds with enthralling power, <br />Which serves to guide the princely choir, <br />To sing aloud with one accord, <br />Their voices high to praise the Lord. <br /> <br />This ancient seat of Priors fine, <br />Had stood the noble test of time; <br />With Saxon Crypt of ancient year, <br />Built to house those relics dear; <br />With altar and the Tree of Life, <br />That serves to show the love of life, <br />That God impart in man.<br /><br />Trevor Jenkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hexham-abbey/
