OII, HOW WONDROUS IS THE STORY! 71 Had He come, the glorious Stranger, Still our tongues, with praise o'erflowing, But what wonder should it raise, Thus our lowest state to borrow! Oh, the high mysterious ways,— 'Twas to bring us endless pleasure Come, ye rich, survey the stable Send the hungry good supplies. Boast not your ennobled stations; Had not where to lay His head. Learn of me, thus cries the Saviour, If my kingdom you'd inherit; Sinner, quit your proud behavior, Learn my meek and lowly spirit. Come, ye servants, see your station Come, ye poor, some comfort gather; Think that, if your humbler stations See, your Saviour is ascended; See, He looks with pity down: Trust Him, all will soon be mended; Bear His cross, you'll share His crown. WHEN JORDAN HUSHED HIS WATERS STILL. 73 WHEN JORDAN HUSHED HIS WATERS STILL. THOMAS CAMPBELL; born at Glasgow, 1777; died 1844, and interred in the Poets' Corner in Westminster Abbey. WH HEN Jordan hushed his waters still, When Salem's shepherds through the night Hark! from the midnight hills around, Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. Then swift to every startled eye, Heaven bursts her azure gates, to pour On wheels of light, on wings of flame, High heaven with songs of triumph rung, While thus they smote their harps and sung: O Zion! lift thy raptured eye: See Mercy, from her golden urn, Pours rich stream to them that mourn; He comes to cheer the trembling heart, O Zion! lift thy raptured eye: HARK! WHAT MEAN THOSE HOLY VOICES? 75 HARK! WHAT MEAN THOSE HOLY VOICES? Rev. JOHN CAWOOD (born at Matlock, in Derbyshire, 1775; died 1852). From the author's MS., furnished by his son for ROGERS's Lyra Britannica, Lond. 1867. In the usual collections, the Hallelujah and the last stanza are omitted. Cawood wrote also, as a counterpart, a missionary hymn commencing, "Hark! what mean those lamentations, Rolling sadly through the sky? 'Tis the cry of heathen nations, — 'Come and help us, or we die!'" HARK! what mean those holy voices Sure the angelic host rejoices, Listen to the wondrous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy : "Glory in the highest, glory, Glory be to God most high! Hallelujah! "Peace on earth, good will from heaven, Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven, Loud our golden harps shall sound. Hallelujah! |