1914 I: Peace Poem by Rupert Brooke
1914 I: Peace
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour,
And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping,
With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power,
To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping,
Glad from a world grown old and cold and weary,
Leave the sick hearts that honour could not move,
And half-men, and their dirty songs and dreary,
And all the little emptiness of love!
Oh! we, who have known shame, we have found release there,
Where there's no ill, no grief, but sleep has mending,
Naught broken save this body, lost but breath;
Nothing to shake the laughing heart's long peace there
But only agony, and that has ending;
And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.
A poem very much of its time - but there's a typo here. The first line should read 'Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, ' not 'watched', which makes no sense if you think about it.
a very beautiful poem to kick start a day here in South Africa
here is an example of the allies believing God is on their side. Doesn't God care for each person regardless?
a very profound and spiritually revealing poem on the grace and the mercy of God and the peace it brings after. Excellent writing.
you have misquoted - Now God be thanked who had matched us with this hour is I believe the correct version
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/7/2024 5:13:32 AM # 1.0.0
This poem is a wonderful example of an excellent message and the bonus is - it is so well-written!