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Mindful of that sad vision, which in thought From Chebar's plains the captive prophet brought
To see lost Sion's shame. 'Twas morning prime,
And like a Queen new seated on her throne, God's crowned mountain, as in happier time,
Seem'd to rejoice in sunshine all her own; So bright, while all in shade around her lay, Her northern pinnacles had caught th' emerging ray.
The dazzling lines of her majestic roof
Cross'd with as free a span the vault of Heaven, As when twelve tribes knelt silently aloof,
Ere God his answer to their king had given ”,
All seems the same: but enter in and see
What idol shapes are on the wall pourtray'do : And watch their shameless and unholy glee,
Who worship there in Aaron's robes array'd: Hear Judah's maids the dirge to Thanımuz pour P, And mark her chiefs yon orient sun adore 9.
m Ezekiel viii. 3. p Ezekiel viii. 14.
ni Kings viii. 5. o Ezekiel viii. 10.
4 Ezekiel viii. 16.
Yet turn thee, Son of man-for worse than these
Thou must behold: thy loathing were but lost
Come learn to tell aright thine own sins' cost,-
What if within His world, His church, our LORD
Have enter'd thee, as in some temple gate,
Some glorious earnest of thine high estate,
If, when the LORD of Glory was in sight,
Thou turn thy back upon that fountain clear, To bow before the “little drop of light,”
Which dim-eyed men call praise and glory here; What dost thou, but adore the sun,
and scorn Him at whose only word both sun and stars were born ?
If, while around thee gales from Eden breathe,
Thou hide thine eyes, to make thy peevish moan Over some broken reed of earth beneath,
Some darling of blind fancy dead and gone,
As wisely might'st thou in JEHOVAH's fane
Turn thee from these, or dare not to enquire
Of Him whose name is Jealous, lest in wrath
Far better we should cross his lightning's path
Thou, who hast deign'd the Christian's heart to call
Belial or Mammon, grant us not the ill
Or rather help us, LORD, to choose the good,
To pray for nought, to seek to none, but Thee, Nor by “our daily bread” mean common food,
Nor say, “ From this world's evil set us free;" Teach us to love, with CHRIST, our sole true bliss, Else, though in CHRIST's own words, we surely pray
EIGHTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER
I will bring you into the wilderness of the people, and there will I plead with you face to face : like as I pleaded with your fathers in the wilderness of the land of Egypt, so will I plead with you, saith the Lord God. Ezekiel xx, 35, 36.
IT is so-ope thine eyes, and see
What view'st thou all around ?
And knowledge both abound.
In the waste howling wilderness
The Church is wandering stilla,
When close to Sion's hill.
Back to the world we faithless turn'd,
And far along the wild,
• Revelations xiii. 14.
With labour lost and sorrow earn'd,
Our steps have been beguild.
Yet full before us, all the while,
The shadowing pillar stays, The living waters brightly smile,
Th' eternal turrets blaze.
Yet Heaven is raining angels' bread
To be our daily food, And fresh, as when it first was shed,
Springs forth the SAVIOUR's blood.
From every region, race, and speech,
Believing myriads throng,
Thy grace is spread along.
Till sweetest nature, brightest art,
Their votive incense bring, And every voice and every heart
Own Thee their God and King.
All own; but few, alas! will love;
Too like the recreant band