Or like pale ghosts that darkling roam, Hovering around their ancient home, But find no refuge there. Ye blessed Angels! if of you There be, who love the ways to view Oh say, in all the bleak expanse, A hopeless faith, a homeless race, And owning the true bliss! Salted with fire they seem, to show Oh sickening thought! yet hold it fast Or sin at heart survive. a St. Mark ix. 49. And hark! amid the flashing fire, Mingling with tones of fear and ire, "Tis Abraham's God who speaks so loud, His people's cries have pierc'd the cloud, He sees, He sees their wrong"; He is come down to break their chain; "Tis Sion, wheresoe'er they dwell, Shall own Him strong to save. He shall redeem them one by one, Its woe and burthen feel. Nor slight the warning sound: "Put off thy shoes from off thy feet "The place where man his God shall meet, "Be sure, is holy ground." PALM SUNDAY. And He answered and said unto them, I tell you, that if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out. St. Luke xix. 40. YE whose hearts are beating high With the pulse of Poesy, Heirs of more than royal race, Fram'd by Heaven's peculiar grace, God's own work to do on earth, (If the word be not too bold,) Giving virtue a new birth, And a life that ne'er grows old Sovereign masters of all hearts! He who gave you breath to sing, By whose strength ye sweep the string, He hath chosen you, to lead His Hosannas here below ; Mount, and claim your glorious meed; Linger not with sin and woe. But if ye should hold your peace, Deem not that the song would ceaseAngels round His glory-throne, Stars, His guiding hand that own, Stones in earth's dark womb that rest, High and low in choir shall meet, Ere His Name shall be unblest. Lord, by every minstrel tongue Fail to find fit echoing here: We the while, of meaner birth, Dare not hope to join on earth, Give us grace to listen well. But should thankless silence seal Noblest things find vilest using,) Then waken into sound divine The very pavement of thy shrine, Till we, like Heaven's star-sprinkled floor, If it flow from childlike hearts. |