This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 Excerpt: ...journey to and fro, And hear His words of wisdom flow To teach the multitude; His virtues thou didst imitate, And wert His meek associate In all His doing good. The Magdalen was brought to thee, From thy protecting company She was not bid depart; She found a shelter in thy name, Found honour in the place of shame, A ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 Excerpt: ...journey to and fro, And hear His words of wisdom flow To teach the multitude; His virtues thou didst imitate, And wert His meek associate In all His doing good. The Magdalen was brought to thee, From thy protecting company She was not bid depart; She found a shelter in thy name, Found honour in the place of shame, A new home in thy heart. And when thine own sweet name was heard Applied to others. Still, no word Of thine expressed dissent: He called His Mother everyone By whom His Father's will was done--Thou, Mother, wert content! Hail, Mary! most compassionate, When men repaid with scorn and hate The goodness of thy Son--Their envy, persecution, spite, Made Him withdraw in unseen flight, Rejected by His own. At last drew nigh the woeful hour, When Jesus used no more such power, But left their malice free. He bent to John in Jordan's flood--Before His Baptism of Blood, He came and knelt to thee. Thou didst not grieve with sad lament That tender Son, thou didst consent To say thy Fiat twice! Yet who can tell the sea of woe That filled thy heart to see Him go To make His Sacrifice? He, full of pity, filial grief For thy great anguish, gave relief Before He would depart; O miracle! became thy Food, Gave back to thee His Flesh and Blood, Again lived in thy heart. In spirit, with Him thou didst share The Agony, the prostrate prayer, See Judas reach his prey, Behold the traitor take thy place, And dare to kiss the holy Face Which was not turned away. Then didst thou see the gentle Hands Of Jesus bound in cruel bands, When leaving Him all fled. Thy voiceless spirit's plaintive cry Pursued that ruthless company By which thy Lamb was led. To Annas first, to Caiphas next They dragged Him with unjust pretext, And judged thy guiltless Child. They smote His Face, His Be...
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