Sheep and Lambs

By Katharine Tynan Hinkson

Born 1861


ALL in the April morning,
         April airs were abroad;
The sheep with their little lambs
         Pass'd me by on the road.

The sheep with their little lambs
         Pass'd me by on the road;
All in an April evening
         I thought on the Lamb of God.

The lambs were weary, and crying
         With a weak human cry,
I thought on the Lamb of God
         Going meekly to die.

Up in the blue, blue mountains
         Dewy pastures are sweet:
Rest for the little bodies,
         Rest for the little feet.

Rest for the Lamb of God
         Up on the hill-top green,
Only a cross of shame
         Two stark crosses between.

All in the April evening,
         April airs were abroad;
I saw the sheep with their lambs,
         And thought on the Lamb of God.

DayPoems Poem No. 825
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