Our Lady and Our Lord

They warned Our Lady for the Child
That was Our Blessed Lord,
And She took Him into the desert wild,
Over the camel’s ford.
,
And a long song She sang to Him
And a short story told:
And She wrapped Him in a woolen cloak
To keep Him from the cold.
,
But when Our Lord was grown a man
The Rich they dragged Him down,
And they crucified Him in Golgotha,
Out and beyond the Town.
,
They crucified Him on Calvary,
Upon an April day;
And because He had been her little Son
She followed Him all the way.
,
Our Lady stood beside the Cross,
A little space apart,
And when She heard Our Lord cry out
A sword went through Her Heart.
,
They laid Our Lord in a marble tomb,
Dead, in a winding sheet.
But Our Lady stands above the world
With the white Moon at Her feet.

About Hilaire Belloc

Hilaire Belloc was a writer and politician, known for his prolific output of essays, history, poetry, and polemic. He was a prominent figure in late Victorian and Edwardian England.

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