Life and night are falling from me, <br />Death and day are opening on me, <br />Wherever my footsteps come and go, <br />Life is a stony way of woe. <br />Lord, have I long to go? <br /> <br />Hallow hearts are ever near me, <br />Soulless eyes have ceased to cheer me: <br />Lord may I come to thee? <br /> <br />Life and youth and summer weather <br />To my heart no joy can gather. <br />Lord, lift me from life’s stony way! <br />Loved eyes long closed in death watch for me: <br />Holy death is waiting for me – <br />Lord, may I come to-day? <br /> <br />My outward life feels sad and still <br />Like lilies in a frozen rill; <br />I am gazing upwards to the sun, <br />Lord, Lord, remembering my lost one. <br />O Lord, remember me! <br /> <br />How is it in the unknown land? <br />Do the dead wander hand in hand? <br />God, give me trust in thee. <br /> <br />Do we clasp dead hands and quiver <br />With an endless joy for ever? <br />Do tall white angels gaze and wend <br />Along the banks where lilies bend? <br />Lord, we know not how this may be: <br />Good Lord we put our faith in thee – <br />O God, remember me.<br /><br />Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lord-may-i-come/
