H. C. Bunner - Redemption lyrics

As to the drunkard who at morn doth wake Are the clear waters of the virgin spring Wherewith he bathes his eyes that burn and sting And his intolerable thirst doth slake, So is the thought of thee to me, who break One sober moment, sick and shuddering, From all my life's unworthiness, to fling Me at thy memory's feet, and for Love's sake Pray that thy peace may enter in my soul. Love, thou hast heart! My veins more calmly flow— The madness of the night is pa**ed away— Fire of false eyes, thirst of the cursèd bowl— I drink deep of thy purity, and lo! Thou hast given me new heart to meet the day.