Most glorious Lord of life, that on this day, <br /> Didst make thy triumph over death and sin: <br /> And having harrow'd hell, didst bring away <br /> Captivity thence captive, us to win: <br /> This joyous day, dear Lord, with joy begin, <br /> And grant that we for whom thou diddest die, <br /> Being with thy dear blood clean wash'd from sin, <br /> May live for ever in felicity. <br /> And that thy love we weighing worthily, <br /> May likewise love thee for the same again: <br /> And for thy sake, that all like dear didst buy, <br /> With love may one another entertain. <br /> So let us love, dear love, like as we ought, <br /> Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.<br /><br />Edmund Spenser<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amoretti-lxviii-most-glorious-lord-of-life/
