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Go, to the world return, nor fear to cast
In joy to find it after many days.
From sober walking in true Gospel ways.
TENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY.
And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it. St. Luke xix. 41.
WHY doth my Saviour weep
At sight of Sion's bowers ?
Her gorgeous crown of towers ?
'Tis not in pride or scorn,
His own triumphal morn.
b Eccles. xi. 1.
It is not that his soul
Is wandering sadly on, In thought how soon at death's dark goal
Their course will all be run,
Hosanna to their chief;
This were a Conqueror's grief“.
Or doth he feel the Cross
Already in his heart, The pain, the shame, the scorn, the loss ?
Feel even his God depart ? No : though he knew full well
The grief that then shall beThe grief that angels cannot tell
Our God in agony.
It is not thus he mourns ;
Such might be Martyr's tears, When his last lingering look he turns
On human hopes and fears;
© Compare Herod. vii. 46.
But hero ne'er or saint
The secret load might know, With which His spirit waxeth faint;
His is a Saviour's woe.
« If thou hadst known, even thou,
“ At least in this thy day, “ The message of thy peace ! but now
“ 'Tis pass'd for aye away : « Now foes shall trench thee round,
“ And lay thee even with earth, “ And dash thy children to the ground,
Thy glory and thy'mirth.”
And doth the Saviour weep
Over his people's sin, Because we will not let him keep
The souls He died to win? Ye hearts, that love the Lord,
If at this sight ye burn,, See that in thought, in deed, in word,
Ye hate what made Him mourn.
ELEVENTH SUNDAY AFTER
Is it a time to receive money, and to receive garments, and olive yards, and vineyards, and sheep, and oxen, and men servants, and maid servants ? 2 Kings v. 26.
Is this a time to plant and build,
Is this a time for moonlight dreams
No—rather steel thy melting heart
Yes—let them pass without a sigh,
The fire of Heaven is soon to fall,
Then in his wrath shall God uproot