John Bannister Tabb
Christ And The Winds - Poem by John Bannister Tabb
From Bethlehem to Calvary,
By night and day, by land and sea,
His closest followers were we.
We soothed Him on His mother's breast;
We shared with John the place of rest;
With Magdalen His feet we pressed.
We saw His twilight agony;
To us He breathed His latest sigh;
With us He sought again the sky.
And now of all to whom His tone,
His face and gesture once were known,
We, wanderers, remain alone.
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