s so stern and sweet
Still make believing mothers bold
To gather at His Feet,
And bring their babes; their hearts discern
(And oh, that others would!)
How mother-like His Heart must yearn
Who made their motherhood.
A happy Home where children pray,
With milk and honey fed,
Whose altar-hearth burns bright alway,
Whose board is richly spread:--
Such is the Church; and sweet the song
Her little children sing,
Of all who round His Altar throng
The dearest to our King.
BALLACHULISH: 1884.
_THE GOSPEL SONGS._[7]
I.
BENEDICTUS.
Can priestly lips, long silenced, raise
A strain so lofty and so strong,
Making our matin hymn of praise
As jubilant as evensong?
Yes: not the lips alone, the eyes
Of Zacharias were unsealed,
To see and sing the mysteries
To love and penitence revealed.
With keen prevision of the seer
He sings of a redemption wrought,
Whereby, released from slavish fear,
Men are to filial freedom brought.
Three things immutable and sure,
His promise, covenant, and oath,
Reveal God's purpose, and secure
Whate'er man needs for life and growth.
The promise to the fathers made
Was seen and known--th' Incarnate Word;
The Cross His covenant displayed,
His oath at Pentecost was heard.
Well may this father's heart rejoice,
And with prophetic rapture sing;
His song a prelude to that 'Voice'[8]
Predestined to proclaim the King.
His joy a foretaste of that mirth
Which shall the hearts of all possess,
When o'er a recreated earth
Christ's sceptre reigns in righteousness.
Of light he sings for darkened eyes,
For wandering feet the way of peace,
Tells how the Dayspring shall arise,
And shadows flee and sorrows cease.
And still the Church's children raise
That strain so lofty and so strong,
Which makes their matin hymn of praise
As jubilant as evensong.
LOCH LAGGAN: 1884.
II.
MAGNIFICAT.
Earth's noise God's music supersedes,
Sin's discord it excludes,
It tells us of a Lamb that bleeds,
And of a Dove that broods.
It tells us of a Child Who brings
The help that sets us free;
The song His Maiden-Mother sings
Of saved Humanity.
The Mother's and the Sister's part
She plays; she leads the choir
Of those whose purity of heart
Is passionate desire.
Above the blood-encrimsoned
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