Transfigured!

(“The Word was made flesh.”)

Garment of Flesh, to thee was given
The virgin glow of sun and sod:—
Dawn-woven in the loom of Heaven,—
The last, the tenderest touch of God!

With human passion dear, divine,
Thou dost the deathless soul supply;
Altar and hearth alike are thine,
Sweet bridal of the earth and sky!

The glory of Eternity
Rests like a crown upon thy brow;
Celestial light o’ershadows thee:—
Blest mother of my Lord art thou!