I See His Blood Upon the Rose

¹I see his blood upon the rose

²And in the stars the glory of his eyes,

³His body gleams amid eternal snows,

⁴His tears fall from the skies.

⁵I see his face in every flower;

⁶The thunder and the singing of the birds

⁷Are but his voice — and carven by his power

⁸Rocks are his written words.

⁹All pathways by his feet are worn,

¹⁰His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,

¹¹His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,

¹²His cross is every tree.