| W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895. | | | | The Tomb of Rock | | Thomas Toke Lynch (1818–1871) |
| | | WHAT! is this the only rest | |
| Earth affords her heavenly guest? | |
| For the child she had no room, | |
| To the man she gives—a tomb. | |
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| O, Thou weary Man of Love, | 5 |
| Here is stone around, above; | |
| ’Tis the dark world’s stony heart, | |
| Enter, and fulfil thy part. | |
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| Tender linen swathes thee round, | |
| And a napkin soft is bound | 10 |
| O’er thy features sorrow-worn, | |
| And thy brow so sharply torn. | |
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| Such a day deserves its night, | |
| O, sleep on and gather might; | |
| When it pleases Thee to wake, | 15 |
| Tomb and world alike shall shake. | | | | |
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