The Son of Man has no place to lay His head.@Luke 9:58
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Joyce Kilmer
(1886–1918)

Joyce Kil­mer, 1918.

Shel­ter­ing Wing Jo­seph Barn­by, 1883 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Joseph Barnby
(1838–1896)

No longer of Him be it said,
He hath no place to lay His head;
In every land a constant lamp
Flames by His small and mighty camp.

There is no strange and distant place
That is not gladdened by His face;
And every nation kneels to hail
The Splendor shining through its veil.

Imprisoned for His love of me
He makes my spirit greatly free;
And through my lips that uttered sin
The King of Glory enters in.