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Talitha Coumi! - (Arise Little Maiden!)
Jesus raises Jairus' daughter from the dead
Talitha Coum! - and Jesus gently bent
Upon the sickbed to arouse the maid,
And touched the small and dainty waxen hand
And bade the somber shades of death to fade.
The only child these aging parents had,
Snatched up by Tanatos about to reap,
Their cherished little girl on the bed,
Held closed her wondrous eyes in lasting sleep.
"Talitha Coum! - maid look into my eyes!
Wake up my child and do no longer sleep-
Look at your Savior child, awake and rise!-
Smile- let your parents no more weep"!
The one that stopped the mighty storm and gale,
With one word only,- stretching forth His hand;
Now asked the salaried mourners stop their wail
And halt their dirges and the funeral chant.
He made the taunting mourner crowd disband,
And asked the dazzled parents to take heed
To dwell in grief no longer, but command
To bring the child for strength some food to eat.
Oh Jesus, Lord! - be merciful we pray,
When we are stretched out cold upon a bier
That we will see your eyes divine and hear:
“Talitha Coum! - wake up child! - I am here!”
Luke 8:49
© Elizabeth Dandy
i so enjoyed this poem and i will tell you that it did polish off my faith just a little...talita koum...absolutely beautiful....the idea that the lord is there...anytime...thank you so much for sharing!
Each poem of yours that I read tonight only increases my admiration for your considerable and magnificent talent. Truly, you are one of the finest poets I have ever read, on or off line, in 28 years of reading poetry.