Sonnet Xciii. Poem by Henry Alford

``One Lord, one faith, one baptism:'' where are these?
``One body and one bread:''--I see it not:
For in the impotence of human thought
Each sinner now himself alone doth please:
Farewell, sweet love and holy charities:--
Shall it be said that we of God are taught,
While Christian Christian tears, in fierce onslaught,
With weapons fetched from carnal armouries?

Therefore again, Lord God of Love, we fall
Before Thy footstool, bold to intercede
For our weak brethren. Hear us, while we plead
For those who Thee forsake, and erring all,
Some of Apollos are, and some of Paul,
In self--directed pride:--O Lord, how long?