The Christus

Julia Caroline Ripley Dorr

How does life seem to thee? I long to look
Into thine inmost soul and see if thou
Art even, as other men! 0, set apart
And consecrate so long to purpose high,
Canst thou take up again our common lot
And live as we live? Canst thou buy and sell,
Stoop to small needs and petty ministries,
Work and get gain, eat, drink, and soundly sleep.
Sin and repent as these thy brethren do?
Unto what name less sacred answerest thou
Who hast been called the Christ of Nazareth?
Thou who hast worn the awful crown of thorns,
Hanging like him upon the dreadful tree,
Caust thou, uncrowned, forget thy royalty?