WHERE THE BLESSED FEET HAVE TROD

by: Michael Field [pen name of Katherine Bradley (1846–1913) and Edith Cooper (1862–1914)]

      OT alone in Palestine those blessed Feet have trod,
      For I catch their print,
      I have seen their dint
      On a plot of chalky ground,
      Little villas dotted round;
      On a sea-worn waste,
      Where a priest, in haste,
      Passeth with the Blessèd Sacrament to one dying, frail,
      Through the yarrow, past the tamarisk, and the plaited snail:
      Bright upon the grass I see
      Bleeding Feet of Calvary--
      And I worship, and I clasp them round!
      On this bit of chalky, English ground,
      Jesu, Thou art found: my God I hail,
      My Lord, my God!

"Where the Blessed Feet Have Trod" is reprinted from The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. Ed. Nicholson & Lee. Oxford: The Clarendon Press, 1917.

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