I rose because he sank

I rose - because He sank -
I thought it would be opposite -
But when his power dropped -
My Soul grew straight.

I cheered my fainting Prince -
I sang firm - even - Chants -
I helped his Film - with Hymn -

And when the Dews drew off
That held his Forehead stiff -
gave him -I met him -
Balm - for BalmBalm to Balm -

I told him Best - must pass
Through this low Arch of Flesh -
No Casque so brave
It spurn the Grave -

I told him Worlds I knew
Where Emperors grew -
Who recollected us
If we were true -

And so with Thews of Hymn -
And Sinew from within -
And ways I knew not that I knew - till then -
I lifted Him -