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All hail ! the SON- -now view the promis'd seed
For whom the lamb, prophetic, us’d to bleed !
See from the ALTAR, lowing heifers turn,
And offer'd incense cease at length to burn.
The wounded victim, gasping, pants for breath,
And half recovered struggles hard with death!
The reeking blood, reluctant life bestows,
Now feels restraint-and stagnates as it flows.
No more the rites Levitic priests began,
When CHRIST, their substance, laid-the mystic plan;
Now view the types, the darksome shadows gone to
And brighter day, hail DaviD'S ROYAL SON!
In humble guise behold the babe appear!
Nor crowns, nor sceptres, hail him welcome here,
But lo! the birth-ungrateful men deride,
Because the subject mocks their native pride!
Not so, where faith the humble spirit guides,
Where virtue triumphs, and where love presides ;
Nor thus the musenor thus let mortals sing,
But hail! most welcome, Zion's INFANT KING.
Brief, thou my soul, his life progressive scan,
From child to youth from youth to riper man,
In each, in both, surrounding forrows 'tend,
And with life's bleflings, worst afflictions blend!
How hard to bear! Oh! more than human fate,
Where pain on want, where shame on sorrows wait;
Where each alternate bears triumphant sway,
And wounds, incessant, the long-tortur’d prey :
But this his lot, who brought salvation near,
Whom angels worship, and whom faints revere!
And this his honor this let all approve
Because the trials that atteft his love!
See blameless poverty_see want presides !
Now foes loud threaten, now base man derides
Now friends forsake, now shun the toilsome way,
And trait'rous JUDAS-does at length betray!
O! foul ingratitude-O! treach'rous part !
O! foul offence--but yet much fouler heart-
Alas ! 'tis done--the waiting ruffians stand!
They seize-they grapple--with rapacious hand!
With savage rage around their PURCHASE cling,
And drag in triumph, their despised king !
Before the PRIEST, for sanctity renown'd,
Behold the SAVIOUR with strong fetters bound !
There false accusers, there vile tongues degrade,
And words, blafphemous, to his charge are laid,
Now at the bar, where justice should preside,
The JUDGE OF HEAVEN and EARTH, himself is tried!
See where he stands !--the scoff of blasting rage,
Nor aught but death can their loud crics assuage:
Nor grief, nor pity, impious hands restrain,
And innocence itself, but pleads in vain ! [torn,
-Arraign'd-condemn'd-from judgment see him
And by the rabble, in base triumph borne ;
See from his shoulders, rent the linen vest,
And in a robe-th'insulted SAVIOUR drest.
The blushing robe, that mocks his kingly fame,
Tho' most descriptive of their want of shame!
See round his temples wreath'd the pointed thorn
(Sad tort'ring proof of their malicious scorn)
See from beneath that rude that piercing crown,
In various parts the blood fast trickle down!
From street to street, behold the victim bleed !
And distant thousands wing'd with rapid speed ;
Crouds, meeting crouds, in mingled tumult throng,
To view the fuff’rer dragg’d with cords along.
With rage they pressm-infult-deride-rejoice,
And scoff the SAVIOUR with united voice.
TO CALVARY next direct thy mournful view,
Behold the CROSS- -behold thy SAVIOUR too!
See wide extended on th' accursed tree,
Th' atoning sacrifice that bleeds for thee!
See cruel death, his worst, his latest FIEND,
In regal state, th' affecting scene attend !
In all the ghastly forms of terror stand,
Inflicting torments with relentless hand :
Forsook by all, but that grim tyrant death,
Th’EXPIRING SAVIOUR gasps and cugs for breath.
See ling’ring conflicts rend his tortur'd soul,
And feeling nature rock from pole to pole.
See all but MAN, for whom the SAVIOUR came,
Express their sorrow, or perhaps their shame!
Or, see the power of that expiring Jew,
Both David's root, and DAVID's offspring too
The troubled earth heaves with convulsive breath,
And quakes, prophetic, of its Maker's death!
Graves, once tenacious, now forc'd open wide,
Expose the corpse, which they were meant to hide.
Wide yawning chasms-shock the starting foul !
And rending rocks from their firm bafis roll.
Yon western sun beholds the mournful sight,
Holds back his lustre, and withdraws his light!
Struck with the crime in fable guise retires,
Nor dares to shine while NATURE'S GOD EXPIRES.
Say, thou my soul, whence this unbounded love,
Why left the SAVIOUR yon bright realms above!
Why leave the bosom, where he once reclin’d,
Where glory triumph'd, where perfection fhin'd!
Where purest pleasures, conscious virtue charms,
And love, feraphic, each chaste bosom warms.
With joy I see- EXPERIENCE points to man,
The fav'rite subject of this mystic plan!
For him, the FATHER gave his ONLY SON I,
For him, the SAVIOUR cry'd~" thy will be done,”
For MAN he liv'd, for man his life he gave,
'Tis MAN he ransom'd, and 'tis MAN he'll save,
His LIFE--his DEATH-his agonies unknown,
Aton'd for hellish crimes but not his own!
O! wond'rous GRACE-unask'd-divine and free,
Lodg’d in the womb of vast eternity !
Maturing time unfolds th' amazing plan,
Completes and opens what love first began.
Stupendous love !--- immeasurably wide!
Nor height, nor depth, thy unknown bounds prescribe!
ETERNAL thou ! ETERNAL ftill remain,
Nor aught can fathom thy immense domain!
Hail! LORD of ALL- on this thy natal day, Accept the tribute of my grateful lay : While sensual pleasures charm the heedless throng, Do thou inspire the accents of my song: Diffuse thy virtues, all thy power impart, And seize thy captive, this relenting heart.
Ye happy SAINTS, with circling glory crown'd, In your blest climes, seraphic joys abound ! HERE, nought but pain--THERE, endless pleasures Here, varied ills which ye once felt below: [grow, 'Tis thefe I feel 'tis these I now deplore ! From these I flee, and seek your happy thore.
important subject is discussed with great accuracy and precision by the late very learned and judicious Dr. GILL. Body Divin: vol. I. page
See also his doctrine of the TRINITY vindicated, a pamphlet (of no great expence) worthy the perufal of every serious and candid enquirer after TRUTH,