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Gates Of Paradise Written By Dorothy L.sayers by aslan333: 4:35pm On Sep 22, 2009 |
something i read and found intresting i hope you do too The gates of paradise From the grave-bed and the winding sheet Is a long way for dead feet A dark road for dead eyes That leads to the gates of paradise When Judas’ soul went through the night To knock on Hades gate His way over the whin-pricked moor And the noise of the wind was great He had no lantern to his feet Nor candle in his hand Such as God gives to every man That dies at the time planned The angels sit in highest heaven And trim the lamps of God And all day long make the lights for those That travel deaths dim road And when the cross is on thy breast The chrism on thine eyes Thy angel will bear down thy night Out of the starry skies And thou therewith shalt walk by night Safely to paradise But whoso doth so deadly sin To cast his life away Finding his lamp not lit betimes Walks through the midnight grey For a long time night and half a day Did Judas walk alone Through the utter dark, for in that place Is neither sun or moon For a long night and half a day Did Judas vainly seek To reach the gates of paradise The salt tears on his cheek With that he saw a candle gleam Borne by a hasty man And Judas caught him by the cloak So swiftly as he ran O let me walk with thee, kind friend I grope, I fail, I fall I have no lamp nor candle-light And the night is over all Full gladly, so thou make good speed, I run to keep tryst That was given to me at the gates of hell By sweet king Jesus Christ I am the thief who God forgave On Calvary bitter tree For “to-night,” he said thou shalt rest thine head In paradise with me And I am the man that sinned such a sin As the world remembers not That sold for a price the lord of life Judas Iscariot Now God forbid, thou damned wretch That ever this should be That I should tryst with Jesus Christ In the company of thee The first robber went his way, And Judas walked alone Mirk, mirk was the black midnight That heavy wind made moan Right so there came a second man Was walking by the road O brother let me share thy light As far as Hell’s abode Now well I fear, my brother dear Thou never wilt walk with me I am that thief which railed on Christ All on his bitter tree I cast shame on king Jesus then Wearing his painful crown And scorn upon his royal head Whence the pale sweat dripped down O Rudd-red were the five blest wounds Where nails and spear went in A thousand, thousand years of purgatory fire Never can cleanse my sin Why never I wee’ said Judas then Did two such sinners meet; I sold King Christ to the bloody Jews, That pierced his hands and feet Art thou that man groth the robber Most cursed under the skies God do so with me if I go with thee To the gates of paradise The second robber went his way And Judas walked alone Till he was aware of a grey man That sat upon a stone And the lamp he had in his right hand Shone brighter than the moon Come hither, come hither thou darkling man And bear me company This lamp I hold will give us light Enough for thee and me Judas walked with the grey-clad man And fear is in his heart Speak yet again thou man in grey And tell me what thou art I bought a burden of deadly sin And needs must pay the price I bear it hither in my hand To the gates of paradise Sin cannot lie upon thy heart So heavy as on mine Nay, sinner whosoever thou art Tis a heavier load than thine He hath not asked Judas’ name And Judas makes no sign If sin is heavy on thy heart And I must bear its weight It is fit that we should go together To tryst at Hades gates Judas walked with the grey-clad man And feared to tell his name He clasped his hand in the barren land Bright burned the lanterns flame Brotherliwise and hand in hand To paradise they came Satan looked out from Hades gate His hand upon the key Good souls before I let you in First tell me who ye be We be two men that died of late And come to keep hell tryst, This is Judas Iscariot And I am Jesus Christ Written by Dorothy L. Sayers |
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