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Harold’s Grave.
[Dec.
The milk-white cups, that arch to the sky,
And the drooping leaves, recal to mind
The soul so gentle, yet so high,
That could be lofty, and still be kind.
And the drooping leaves, recal to mind
The soul so gentle, yet so high,
That could be lofty, and still be kind.
“And, as the wreath must soon decay,
And the waves sweep o’er it, where ’tis lying,
O would that, so, I might pass away,
And their hour of blow be mine of dying.
I ask no more, but calm to rest,
On the grave of him that I loved best,
To share his tomb so wild and lonely,
By foes and friends at once forgot,
Where the eye of memory glanceth not,
And the wave and moon-beam visit only.”
And the waves sweep o’er it, where ’tis lying,
O would that, so, I might pass away,
And their hour of blow be mine of dying.
I ask no more, but calm to rest,
On the grave of him that I loved best,
To share his tomb so wild and lonely,
By foes and friends at once forgot,
Where the eye of memory glanceth not,
And the wave and moon-beam visit only.”
T. D.
THE MOUNT OF OLIVES.
“And when they had sung a hymn, they went out into the Mount of Olives.”
Matt. xxvi. 30.
Matt. xxvi. 30.
1.
Messias.
Now is the Father glorified,
And I in him and he in me;
Now will he glorify his Son,
And seat him at his side.
A little while, and ye no more shall see,
Nor follow me where I am gone:
Our toil is well nigh finish’d now,
And heaven and earth, and sea and sky,
Before the Son of Man shall bow,
When he is lifted high!
A crown shall be around his brow—
And death and hell shall sink and die!
Peace be to him that giveth peace,
And woe to him that worketh woe,
The captived man shall find release,
The proud oppressor fallen low,
Shall feel his own sharp scourge, and all his tortures know.
Messias.
Now is the Father glorified,
And I in him and he in me;
Now will he glorify his Son,
And seat him at his side.
A little while, and ye no more shall see,
Nor follow me where I am gone:
Our toil is well nigh finish’d now,
And heaven and earth, and sea and sky,
Before the Son of Man shall bow,
When he is lifted high!
A crown shall be around his brow—
And death and hell shall sink and die!
Peace be to him that giveth peace,
And woe to him that worketh woe,
The captived man shall find release,
The proud oppressor fallen low,
Shall feel his own sharp scourge, and all his tortures know.
2.
Semichorus Apostolorum.
The King the prophets prophecied,
The Lord of earth and heaven—
Now to his chosen race is given!
Now hath the bridegroom sought the bride!
Rejoice ye lands! Shiloh is come,
And seeks in glory his long lost home.
Now bid the trumpet’s echoes swell,
Bear him in triumph to David’s throne!
There shall our Lord for ever dwell,
And bless the land he call’d his own!
Semichorus Apostolorum.
The King the prophets prophecied,
The Lord of earth and heaven—
Now to his chosen race is given!
Now hath the bridegroom sought the bride!
Rejoice ye lands! Shiloh is come,
And seeks in glory his long lost home.
Now bid the trumpet’s echoes swell,
Bear him in triumph to David’s throne!
There shall our Lord for ever dwell,
And bless the land he call’d his own!
3.
Chorus Apostolorum.
The lamp is lighted now,
No hand shall quench its beam again;
Yea, wide and wider shall it glow,
And lighten on the sons of men,
And every heart shall fear and bow,
In silence then!
When Moses stood before the Lord
On Sinai, and heard his word—
Thunders roll’d, and lightnings shone,
And clouds were round Jehovah’s throne;
The sky was rent, the mountains reel’d,
And high the mandates there reveal’d.
But oh! what mortal tongue may say
The wonders of the second day—
When bands of seraphim shall bring
Emanuel in all his power;
And cherubim shall hail their king
Enthroned in Salem’s tower!
Chorus Apostolorum.
The lamp is lighted now,
No hand shall quench its beam again;
Yea, wide and wider shall it glow,
And lighten on the sons of men,
And every heart shall fear and bow,
In silence then!
When Moses stood before the Lord
On Sinai, and heard his word—
Thunders roll’d, and lightnings shone,
And clouds were round Jehovah’s throne;
The sky was rent, the mountains reel’d,
And high the mandates there reveal’d.
But oh! what mortal tongue may say
The wonders of the second day—
When bands of seraphim shall bring
Emanuel in all his power;
And cherubim shall hail their king
Enthroned in Salem’s tower!
4.
Messias.
Go on your way in peace,
And walk before your God,
In fear, in love, in righteousness.
Let every earth-born jarring cease,
And tread the path that I have trod;
Through pain, and danger, and distress,
A little while, and I shall sleep,
And it is yours to mourn and weep
Your lord and master gone.
But fear ye not, you are my sheep—
Still shall your Shepherd lead you on;
The Comforter from heaven descends,
And wonders, power, and mighty deeds
Shall mark his way even to the ends
Of all the earth, and where he leads
The stubborn proudest spirit bends.
When I have burst the fetters of the tomb,
And at my Father’s own right hand,
With thousand saints in glory stand,
Then shall the Holy Spirit come!
Messias.
Go on your way in peace,
And walk before your God,
In fear, in love, in righteousness.
Let every earth-born jarring cease,
And tread the path that I have trod;
Through pain, and danger, and distress,
A little while, and I shall sleep,
And it is yours to mourn and weep
Your lord and master gone.
But fear ye not, you are my sheep—
Still shall your Shepherd lead you on;
The Comforter from heaven descends,
And wonders, power, and mighty deeds
Shall mark his way even to the ends
Of all the earth, and where he leads
The stubborn proudest spirit bends.
When I have burst the fetters of the tomb,
And at my Father’s own right hand,
With thousand saints in glory stand,
Then shall the Holy Spirit come!
5.
Semi-chorus.
Mourn, Israel, mourn!
Thy Lord is torn
With hate’s sharp knife, and envy’s thorn,
Oh woe! oh woe!
Semi-chorus.
Mourn, Israel, mourn!
Thy Lord is torn
With hate’s sharp knife, and envy’s thorn,
Oh woe! oh woe!
