EASTER EVEN. REST of the weary! Thou Where lowly in Thy sepulchre Thou liest; My soul doth start, to weep So sad a wonder, that Thou, Saviour, diest! Thy bitter anguish o'er, To this dark tomb they bore Thee, Life of life-Thee, Lord of all creation! Must serve Thee for a grave, Who wast Thyself the Rock of our salvation. O Prince of Life! I know That when I too lie low, Thou wilt at last my soul from death awaken : From the grave's awful brink; The heart that trusts in Thee shall ne'er be shaken. To me the darksome tomb Is but a narrow room, Where I may rest in peace, from sorrow free. ADVENT SUNDAY. 215 Thy death shall give me power O Death, O Grave, where is your victory? The grave can naught destroy, And e'en the body triumphs o'er decay: In robes of dazzling light, This flesh shall burst the grave at that last day. Beside the tomb where in my heart Thou'rt laid. Thy bitter death shall be My constant memory, My guide at last into Death's awful shade. FRANCK. ADVENT SUNDAY. AWAKE! again the Gospel trump is blown! Are gathering round the Judge's path, Strange words fulfilled, and mighty works achieved, And truth in all the world both hated and believed. Awake! why linger in the gorgeous town, Speed to the eastern mount like flame, Nor wonder should ye find your King in tears, Alas! no need to rouse them: long ago All but your hearts are there-O doomed to prove Meanwhile He paces through the adoring crowd, Calm as the march of some majestic cloud, That o'er wild scenes of ocean-war Holds its still course in heaven afar: Even so, heart-searching Lord, as years roll on, Thou keepest silent watch from Thy triumphal throne: Even so, the world is thronging round to gaze Constrained to own Thee, but in heart The changeful burden still of their rude lawless cry. Yet in that throng of selfish hearts untrue ADVENT SUNDAY. Children and childlike souls are there, Blind Bartimeus' humble prayer, And Lazarus wakened from his four days' sleep, 217 And fast beside the olive-bordered way Stands the blest home, where Jesus deigned to stay; The peaceful home, to Zeal sincere And heavenly Contemplation dear, |