Oh, for the time gone by, when thought of Christ <br />Made His Yoke easy and His Burden light; <br />When my heart stirred within me at the sight <br />Of Altar spread for awful Eucharist; <br />When all my hopes His promises sufficed, <br />When my Soul watched for Him by day, by night, <br />When my lamp lightened and my robe was white, <br />And all seemed loss, except the Pearl unpriced. <br />Yet, since He calls me still with tender Call, <br />Since He remembers Whom I half forgot, <br />I even will run my race and bear my lot: <br />For Faith the walls of Jericho cast down, <br />And Hope to whoso runs holds forth a Crown, <br />And Love is Christ, and Christ is All in all.<br /><br />Christina Georgina Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-unto-me-4/
