Susan B (23 May 2011)
"To Jim Goodrick re the verses you wanted"

Hi Jim,
I think this is what you've been looking for - by Joseph Mary Plunkett:-
I SEE his blood upon the rose     
And in the stars the glory of his eyes,     
His body gleams amid eternal snows,     
His tears fall from the skies.     
I see his face in every flower;             5
The thunder and the singing of the birds     
Are but his voice—and carven by his power     
Rocks are his written words.     
All pathways by his feet are worn,     
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,            10
His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,     
His cross is every tree.
YsiC, Susan