Unhouseld Unanointed Unaneld

When these men must go

Sans an absolution,

When their sins are heavy as lead,

Thou Thyself will lift the head ;

Thou,

High Priest, wilt whisper low,

Te Absolvo! ere they go.

When there is no sacrifice,

Bread and Wine for Thy disguise,

Come Thou in the Spirit then;

As at Agincourt our men With desire a blade of

Served as Eucharist and Mass.

Lay Thyself the oil on lips,

Limbs and eyes, before the eclipse--As once Magdalen did to Thee--And so speed them, safe and free,

To lie down with Thee a while And to waken to Thy smile.

They shall sit down at the

Where Thou are Sacrament and Priest.