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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117618" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Crucifix</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Into thy hands I commend my spirit."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[This very ancient crucifix is sculptured on the exterior wall of the Abbey Church of Romsey. Its characteristic is a hand reaching down from the clouds, over the cross. It is said to be unique.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a quiet nook it standeth,<br> Which careless eyes might miss,<br>That image of Thy sorrow,<br> And fountain of our bliss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Low within reach it standeth,<br> Close to the old church, door,<br>And by the common pathway,<br> Appealing evermore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Low on the wall, that never<br> The dimmest eyes may miss,<br>And the lips of the little children<br> May reach the feet to kiss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That humble, simple image,<br> Wrought by the hands of old;<br>Good hands! that so many ages<br> Helpless have grown and cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That blessed, sacred image<br> Born of the heart of old<br>That through the endless ages<br> Shall nevermore grow cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the common stone rude-carven,<br> By no great artist's touch;<br>Yet never the wide world over<br> Will you find another such.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may search the wide world over<br> From freezing to burning zone,<br>You will never find another<br> Quite like this only one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deep, deep the nails are driven<br> In the hands they crucified -<br>So deep, the nails you see not,<br> But only the arms stretched wide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And over the head, so weary,<br> Bowing itself to die,<br>An open hand down-reaching<br> Forth from the clouded sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The torturers' hands have finished;<br> His hands are nailèd fast;<br>"Into thy hands my spirit -<br> Father, thy hands!" - at last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  . . . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord, ere thou call our spirits<br> Within thy hands to be,<br>Give us some such dear likeness<br> To leave behind of thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hid in some quiet corner,<br> Cut in the common stone,<br>Poor, yet our best, we pray thee,<br> Our best, and our very own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  . . . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear Lord, our hearts grow bolder;<br> We dare to ask much more,<br>Knowing the more we ask thee,<br> Thou art hut pleased the more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Give us to be that image<br> By the common paths like this:<br>Low, where the dimmest vision,<br> The features need not miss;<br>Low, where the lips of the children<br> May reach to cling and kiss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the nails to the cross which fix us,<br> So deep in the wounds may hide,<br>That men see no more the torture,<br> But only the arms stretched wide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A humble, simple image,<br> Cut in the common stone;<br>Like thee, yet like no other,<br> Because thy very own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Rundle+Charles">Elizabeth Rundle Charles</a> from <i>Littell's Living Age, Volume 131, Issue 1693</i><div class=q>
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