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More heavy, Christ for my sake trod The winepress of the wrath of God.' 'Sweet, thou art weary.' 'Not so Christ: Whose mighty love of me sufficed For Strength, Salvation, Eucharist.' 'Sweet, thou art footsore.' 'If I bleed, 10 His feet have bled; yea in my need His Heart once bled for mine indeed.' THE WORLD 'Sweet, thou art young.' 'So He was young Who for my sake in silence hung Upon the Cross with Passion wrung.' 'Look, thou art fair.' 'He was more fair Than men, Who deigned for me to wear A visage marred beyond compare.' 'And thou hast riches.' 'Daily bread: All else is His: Who, living, dead, 20 For me lacked where to lay His Head.' 'And life is sweet.' 'It was not so To Him, Whose Cup did overflow With mine unutterable woe.' THE DEVIL 'Thou drinkest deep.' 'When Christ would sup He drained the dregs from out my cup: So how should I be lifted up?' 'Thou shalt win Glory.' 'In the skies, Lord Jesus, cover up mine eyes Lest they should look on vanities.' 30 'Thou shalt have Knowledge.' 'Helpless dust! In Thee, O Lord, I put my trust: Answer Thou for me, Wise and Just.' 'And Might.'-- 'Get thee behind me. Lord, Who hast redeemed and not abhorred My soul, oh keep it by Thy Word.' THE ONE CERTAINTY Sonnet Vanity of vanities, the Preacher saith, All things are vanity. The eye and ear Cannot be filled with what they see and hear. Like early dew, or like the sudden breath Of wind, or like the grass that withereth, Is man, tossed to and fro by hope and fear: So little joy hath he, so little cheer, Till all things end in the long dust of death. To-day is still the same as yesterday, To-morrow also even as one of them; And there is nothing new under the sun: Until the ancient race of Time be run, The old thorns shall grow out of the old stem, And morning shall be cold and twilight grey. CHRISTIAN AND JEW A DIALOGUE 'Oh happy happy land! Angels like rushes stand About the wells of light.'-- 'Alas, I have not eyes for this fair sight: Hold fast my hand.'-- 'As in a soft wind, they Bend all one blessed way, E
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