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Hushed are the forest-beasts, in hunger's spite,
Yea, the young lions roar not for their prey;

They seek not food from GOD, this worse than night,
But couch close in their dens with strange dismay.
In whirlwind, and in earthquake, and in fire,
And in the darkness and the silence, they
Are conscious of Thy presence, and retire,
Nor wait the Sun's bright resurrection, ere
They gather in their caves;.. if Thy fierce ire
Permit, again he chase them to their lair,
As wont ere this amiss,-O Thou to whom
Vengeance belongs! Yet to Thy Love repair
All Creatures, for the blessings which relume
Life daily-yet is Thy spirit in man express—
Free Bounty gives not, only to resume-
Though now the thunder of Thy mightiness,
Which none can understand, astonish him,
And Judgment, from Thy throne in heaven's recess,
Have been heard by the potent Seraphim,

And the earth's echoes answered unto Thee:
Hell before Thee is bare in every limb:
Destruction hath no covering.-But He
Who dwelleth in Thy secret place abides,
Under Thy shadow, in security.

The Pestilence that in the darkness hides,

The Death which wastes at noon day, pass him by; He treads upon the adder, and derides

The lion's rage. Thou, Helper! now art nigh, Though he be outpoured like water, tho' his heart Melt forth like wax,-in this extremity.

-Thou didst preserve him, when, with curious art,
Imperfect substance in its energies,

Fearfully wrought in the Earth's lowest part.
Thou numberest every hair, each member lies,
While yet unfashioned, written in Thy book,
In its continuance and dependencies.

And Thou art he who thence Thy Chosen took,
And made him hope upon his mother's breast;
E'en from the womb as to a Sire Sons look,
He looked to Thee-Thou wert his God confest.

To Thee, who dying conquerest ... all hail!
Son of the Virgin! Hero of the Blest!
Over the gates of Death and Hell prevail;
Warrior! who hast alone the winepress trod.
Reign, Victor-Victim! reign, when Time shall fail,
Reign,--perfect Man-Messiah-Saviour-God!

PART THE SECOND.

EARTH.

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And it shall come to pass in that day, that the prophets shall be ashamed every one of his vision, when he hath prophesied: neither shall they wear a rough garment to deceive:

But he shall say, I am no prophet, I am an husbandman: for man taught me to keep cattle from my youth.

And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands? then he shall answer, Those with which I was wounded in the house of my friends.

Awake, O Sword, against my Shepherd, and against the man that is my fellow, saith the Lord of Hosts: smite the Shepherd and the Sheep shall be scattered: and I will turn mine hand upon the little ones."

ZECHARIAH, Xiii. 4-7.

IV.

CALVARY.

DAY'S second dawn on that portentous noon
Brake west of the equator. Tardily

It brake; and like the blank and quenched Moon,

The reappearing Sun on Calvary

Rose fearful-pale. Son of the golden Morn,
Thee once a mortal voice controlled on high--
Now by no mortal voice thy beams were shorn!
---Or did some planetary orb, elanced

By the great shock wherewith the worlds were torn
In the Creator's anguish, that entranced

Them all in one astonishment intense,

From its due sphere, a wreck, down rush-advanced Before thy broad and bright circumference

And blot thee from between the Heaven and Earth? Or wept thy Seraph so for Man's offence,

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