Yea, blessed and holy is he that hath part in

Yea, blessed and holy is he that hath part in
the First Resurrection!
We mark well his bulwarks, we set up his
tokens, we gaze, even we,
On this lustre of God and of Christ, this creature
of flawless perfection:
Yea, blessed and holy is he.

But what? an offscouring of earth, a wreck
from the turbulent sea,
A bloodstone unflinchingly hewn for the Temple’s
eternal erection,
One scattered and peeled, one sifted and chastened
and scourged and set free?

Yea, this is that worshipful stone of the Wise
Master Builder’s election,
Yea, this is that King and that Priest where all
Hallows bow down the knee,
Yea, this man set nigh to the Throne is Jonathan
of David’s delection,
Yea, blessed and holy is he.