■ ■ ■ ■■■-:■■ FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY Se.ctlo* / r Ohc< ha & / Y&a- THE ALTAR. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2013 http://archive.org/details/altarOOwill T H E A L T A MEDITATIONS IN VERSE Cfoe (great C&rfetfan Sacrifice. AUTHOR OF " THE CATHEDRAL," ETC. '' Quid cnim sunt nlmd corpor.ilia Sacr.imenta, nisi quaedam quasi verba visibilin ? ' S. AUCTTSTIM LONDON : JOSEPH MASTERS, ALDERSGATE STREET, AND 78, NEW BOND STREET. MDCCCXMX. LONDON : PRINTED BY JOSEPH MASTERS, ALDERSGATE STREET ADVERTISEMENT. It was an ancient custom with devotional writers of the Eoman Catholic Church, to connect medita- tions and prayers on the circumstances of our Loed's Passion with the various parts of the Eucharistic Service ; and this they did by a con- tinued adaptation of the two carried on throughout the whole. It was a foreign book, formed on this system, which first drew the Writer's attention to the subject, wherein the entire series of thirty-four points, into which this adaptation is usually divided, was drawn out in a succession of as many pictures. Each of these thirty-four pictures was, moreover, accompanied with another in connection with it oil the adjoining page ; so that each of the thirty-four was in a manner twofold. In the former part, or the left-hand page, the scenes of our Loeu's Pas- sion, Death, and Resurrection, by r. very beautiful VI ADVEETTSEMEET. poetical conception were pourtrayed as in the elonds of heaven in the npper division of the pic- ture ? while the continued parts of the Liturgical Service appeared below ; each successive point of which was made to harmonize and coincide with some incident in the history represented above, thus brought into juxtaposition with each other, The effect of this was something like that of a picture placed above the altar whereon the Eucharist is being celebrated; while at the same time the descend- ing skies in which it appeared, gave it the mystical unearthly character of an ever-present scene, as if let down from the mansions of eternity, independ- ent of place and time. On the page opposite to each of these was introduced the corresponding series of pictures, containing the prayer on the incident of our Loed's Passion, together with two entire figures of Apostles or Saints, each of which had inserted beneath the pedestal on which it stood, a sacramental Collect, such as are found attached to the Festivals of Saints in the Eoman Missal. Toge- ther with these were introduced such flowers or emblems of nature as were connected with these Saints, or the days of their celebration. This se- cond series thus worked into a continued harmony and association with the first, is obviously full of thoughtful devotion and Divine poetry; as much so as the corresponding page of the Passion and Holy Eucharist. Nor can words alone express and ADVERTISEMENT. Vll embody the living language and speaking effect of the accompanying pictures and emblems : — M Segnius irritant animos demissa per aurem, Quam quse sunt oculis subjecta fidelibus." The "Writer perceived tliat there was no reason why the whole of this system might not be applied with equal propriety and fitness of adaptation to our own Communion Service : such suggestions or associations were in themselves devotional and edi- fying ; while at the same time, by a similar appro- priation in our own Church, it might be rendered quite innocent, and free from any taint of idolatry or superstition ; while, moreover, by introducing no Saints but those which we receive in common with ancient Christendom, it seemed to unite us in one beautiful and edifying Service with "the Com- munion of Saints ;" growing together into one Body as partaking of that One Bread, bound toge- ther in mystical union and fellowship, and "holding the Head, from which all the Body having nourish- ment ministered, and knit together, increaseth with the increase of God." (Col. ii. 19.) The whole series, indeed, and scheme of adapta- tion, is nothing more than the drawing out into separate and distinct points the very words of our Loim's solemn institution, "Do this in remem- brance of Me;" that "thankful remembrance of His death," which our Church speaks of as the dutj Vlll ADVERTISEMENT. of every devout communicant. And when can a course of meditations, at all times edifying, be so suitable as at the celebration of those " holy mys- teries," wherein God " vouchsafes to feed us with the spiritual food of the most precious Body and Blood of His Son, our Saviour Jesus Christ; and doth assure us thereby of His favour and good- ness towards us, and that we are very members in- corporate in the mystical Body of His Son, "Which is the blessed company of all faitliful people.' ' In the words of Thomas a Kempis, " So great, so new, ought it to seem unto thee, when thou celebratest or partakest in these Holy Mysteries, as if on this same day Christ hanging on the Cross did suffer and die for the salvation of mankind." Or still more particularly in a writer of our own Church, the " Guide for the Penitent," ascribed to Bishop Taylor, — " During the celebration of this holy Sa- crament, attend earnestly to what is done by the Priest. When he breaks the Bread, imagine to yourself that you see the Body of your dear Sa- viour torn and crucified ; and when he pours out the Wine, consider that His Blood was thus poured out upon the altar of the Cross." Reflection, which feeds on sight, will clothe itself with words ; and the beauty of any conception which powerfully affects the feelings, naturally seeks for vent in expression. The Writer was thus led to draw out such meditations as arose from the ADVERTISEMENT. IX contemplation of each of these pictures in a scries of sonnets ; the break and variety which each pic- ture supplied affording sufficient diversity for the returns of the same measure, continued in nearly two hundred poems. Thus picture and poetry be- came combined, which gave a new character to the undertaking. In the first publication of this "Work, great disap- pointment arose, not only from the imperfection of the drawings, but more so from the manner in which they were taken off, by one who was quite unequal to the task ; so that at last it was thought advisable to suppress the whole Edition, with the exception of a few copies. Since that time, at- tempts have been made to reproduce the illustra- tions of the Work, but none of them have been considered equal to the purpose. The Writer himself would have been well content to sacrifice artistic skill for correct devotional taste and feeling; indeed everything must be inadequate to clothe conceptions which are themselves far above the reach of art. But although the rude emblems and uncouth symbols found on the early tombs in the catacombs speak a language more sublime and im- pressive than the finest works of a Raphael, or Fra Angelico, yet it was the privilege of the age of mar- tyrs to be thus in their poverty exceeding rich ; the same ideas must be conveyed in far other form and expression, to be admissible in the present refined age. X ADVERTISEMENT, In the meantime the Writer has been requested to publish the Poems in a separate form, which he now does, -with nothing more than the mention of each of the thirty-four points under which it was previously arranged with the accompanying prayers. Pictorial illustrations are, of course, great assist- ances towards devotional feeling and thought, yet, perhaps, for that very reason, such effect is not so deeply and permanently beneficial, as where the latent moral powers are called into action with less external impulse. Further it may be added, that if the subject is here introduced in a less attractive form, as apart from that, as it were, scenic repre- sentation, or lively realization to the senses which pictures afford, this may be in itself more suited to the chastened sobriety of our own Church ; at all events, more agreeable to her condition at present, and may be considered to correspond with sacred services in which the accompanying music or chant ceases. "I became dumb, and opened not my mouth ; for it was Thy doing." CONTENTS. SUBJECTS PAGE THE GATE OF GETHSEMANE I. ... 1 THE GARDEN II. . . . 7 THE CUP OF AGONY III. ... 13 THE KISS OF JUDAS IV. . . . 19 CHRIST IN BONDS V. ... 25 THE HOUSE OF ANNAS VI. . . . 31 THE FALL OF S. PETER VII. ... 37 THE PENITENT RESTORED VIII. . . 43 PILATE'S JUDGMENT-HALL IX. . . . 49 CHRIST BEFORE HEROD X. ... 55 PILATE AND HEROD RECONCILED . . . . XL . . . 6l CHRIST STRIPPED OF HIS GARMENTS . . . XII. . . . 6? CHRIST SCOURGED XIII. . . 73 THE CROWN OF THORNS XIV. . . 79 " BEHOLD THE MAN !" XV. ... 85 CHRIST CONDEMNED XVI. . . 91 PILATE WASHING HIS HANDS XVII. . . 97 CHRIST BEARING THE CROSS XVIII. . . 103 THE MOURNING WOMEN XIX. . . 109 Xll CONTENTS. SUBJECTS PAGE THE NAILING TO THE CROSS XX. ... 115 THE CROSS LIFTED UP XXI. . . 121 THE CROSS DROPPING BLOOD XXII. . . 127 CHRIST PRAYS FOR HIS ENEMIES .... XXIII. . . 133 THE PROMISE OF PARADISE XXIV. . . 139 THE BLESSED VIRGIN AND S. JOHN . . . XXV. . . 145 CHRIST EXPIRING ON THE CROSS .... XXVI. . . 151 CHRIST'S BODY ON THE CROSS XXVII. . . 157 THE BURIAL OF CHRIST XXVIII. . 163 THE COVERING OF CHRIST'S BODY .... XXIX. . . 169 CHRIST RISEN XXX. . . 175 CHRIST APPEARING XXXI. . . 181 THE FORTY DAYS XXXII.. . 18/ THE ASCENSION XXXIIL, . 193 THE DESCENT OF THE HOLY SPIRIT . . . XXXIV. . 199 Cljris't approaching tty ©aiKen of ©etf)4emanr. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Sox of the living God, Who didst begin in the hour of thy passion to be sore amazed, and exceeding sorrowful even unto death ; grant me, i pray thee, to devote unto thee all my griefs : unite them, o god of my heart, to thine own sadnesses and afflictions, that through the merits of Thy passion they may be profitable to my salva- tion BOTH IN SOUL AND BODY. AMEN. O)* irntroit, or approach) to tf)e Stttar. THE ALTAR i. THE GATE OF GETHSBMANE. 1. 11 I was left alone, — and there remained no strength in me." Lord, AYho for us wert pleased to appear, Shorn of Thy glories on that dreadful night, And in that terrible eclipse of light To know the agonies of mortal fear, In human sympathies thus to draw near To us Thy creatures ; — and e'en now in sight Entering the cloud of sorrows infinite At that dread gate of anguish, black and drear. Didst bid Thy friends adieu, while far below. Cedron, that brook of sorrows,* fled away, Sighing in dark affright ; — in all our woe Be with us, when beneath th' approaching rod Of our own sins we tremble, in that day "When man must stand alone to meet his God. * Conf. 2 Sam. xv. 23, 30 ; S. John xviii. 1 , B 2 4 THE GATE OF GE Til SE MAKE. 2. " Thine eyes are upon me, and I am not." In these Thy sad bereavements, stripp'd of all, Thon showest in Thyself great Nature's law, Whereby, as sinful man doth onward draw To God his Maker, and doth hear His call, He turns into corruption ; all things fall Prom off him and depart, with silent awe, As if the Invisible he nearer saw, Whose Presence guilty Nature doth appal ; — Which doth recoil with horror at the brink, And in herself again in silence shrink ; — Por death is but the unclothing of the soul ; As it approaches Him, its final goal, Earthly adherences turn to decay, His Spirit on them blows, # — they pass away. 3. " They feared as they entered into the cloud.'' Where else but in Thy sorrows shall we find The healing of our own, in that deep fear Which flesh is heir to ; in the coming near Of that dread hour, when we must leave behind Those who have grown into our inner mind, Associates by our pilgrimage made dear, To enter that dark cloud, where eye and ear, To scenes without are closed, and have resigned The things of day and night, with keener senso To open to the things which are within ; — To that unearthly stillness, more intense, Where man must meet his Maker, and be known, Commune and answer with his GrOD alone, Of judgment, and of sorrow, and of sin. * Isaiah xl. 7. THE GATE OF GKETHSEMA1TE. 11 Lord, it is good for us to be here." Then with Thy Finger and Thy Blood imbue This lesson on the tables of our heart, Which often all in vain Thy words impart, That we to earthly friends must bid adieu In heaven-ward turn'd affection; keep in view This night of Thy sad parting ; and thence know The art to hold more loosely all below, Lest with ourselves the loss of them we rue. So may we better learn to be with Thee, — Not when Thy visage was with glory starr'd On Tabor, but with awful sorrows marr'd, Thy Father's countenance from Thee debarr'd, — To share Thy griefs, and with that favour' d three Enter the gate of sad Grethsemane. 5. " Enter thou into thy chamber, and shut thy doors about thee : hide thyself as it were for a little moment, until the indignation be overpast." But onward yet — a little onward still — Must we withdraw from kindred and from friends To know that mystery which thought transcends : Therefore so oft to wilderness or hill Did our High- Priest retire, Who knew no ill, To teach that he who 'neath the burden bends Of sore transgressions, — knowing not the ends Of love or hate,* which shall the chalice fill Of his eternity, — hath so great need To seek for refuge, that he must forego And cast aside all shadows, which below The undisturbed vision may impede Of that unseen hereafter ; and give heed To those realities he soon must know. * Eccles. ix. 1. b THE GATE OF GETHSEMA^E. 6. " Thou art a place to hide me in.'' And therefore now, in this dread interval, Ere we in judgment before God appear, Whene'er I to Thine altar would draw near, In solemn preparations would I call On solitude and silence ; and from all Withdrawn, which wakens here love, hope, or fear, Commune alone with mine own self, and hear Thine awful whisper in the judgment -hall Of mine own secret soul, that cavern deep Whence issue streams of life. So may I weep, And in Thy tabernacle long to hide From the world, from myself, and from my sin ; And where the door is open in Thy side, With eager arms outstretching, enter in. C^vtst iincrftng. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Sox of the living God, Who in Thy prayer wast pleased to be strengthened by an Angel ; grant that through virtue of that same prayer of Thine, Thy holy Angel may ever be at hand to assist me in all my supplications and PRAYERS. AMEN. Eijc Eortfa grager. II. THE GARDEX. " The Lord is in His holy temple ; let all the earth keep silence before Him." The stars are silent o'er our heads above, The graves are silent 'neath our feet below, And silent are the deepest thoughts we know ; Silent our God, in Whom we live and move ; And silent the unutterable Love That pleads for man, while he still to and fro In busy noise and loud tumultuous show Is hurrying day by day, as if lie strove To drown that Voice which to his heart is given; Yet wheresoe'er Thy Spirit wakes him, there Is stillness as of stars in summer even. Thus round Thine unseen throne still everywhere Unutterable silence speaks Thy prayer. " Thy will be done on earth, as 'tis in Heaven." 10 THE GARDEN. 2. " He shall see of the travail of His soul, and shall be satisfied." " Father, not Mine own will, but Thine be clone," Thrice spoken, and in speaking thrice fulfill' d; And so whate'er the Human nature will'd Is lost in the Divine, and made all one, In perfect love and perfect union : The o'errunning cup is drain' d, no drop is spill' d, Each thought in perfect resignation still' d : The beatific crown for us is won, — The Manhood join'd to G-odhead. Thus to grieve ! Thus even from a creature to receive One gleam of consolation sent from heaven, One drop to lighten that o'erwhelming cup, Or strengthen the weak Hand that raises up The bitter chalice, — which to us is given ! " A sore burden, too heavy for me to bear.'' Given to us sinners, our due penalty, — But ta'en by Him and drunk for all mankind : And worse than bleeding scourge or thorn en- twin' d, The wounded spirit's secret agony, Which yields itself to death, yet dreads to die. There is a weight upon each mortal mind ; The good, to their own burden oft resign' d, To bear some brother's burden fain would try ; But He doth bear the burden of us all. Yet why that lamentable thrilling moan ? The earth is weak, and trembling to her fall, And her inhabitants are feeble grown, Like wither' d leaves at winter's early call : He beareth up its pillars all alone. TIIE GARDEN. 11 "Why shouldest Thou be as a man astonied, as a mighty- man that cannot save ?" Yea, where else shall we find a solitude Equal to this ; in this His paradise, In this the garden of His agonies, Wherein alone the Second Adam stood, Wherein alone He kneel' d down, sweating blood — From Him withdrawn all human sympathies, And bliss Divine all hidden from His eyes, In wrath for our transgressions ! Only good, He bows beneath the wickedness of all, And prays like some sin-burden' d criminal : While groans of sick creation through all time, And all the woes that flow'cl from Adam's crime, Concentrate were in that dread agony, And found their utterance in that sad cry. 5. 11 I have trodden the wine-press alone.' ' Thus our High- Priest enters the holy place With His Own Blood to intercede ; and now, Calls us to join with Him, and leaves below His prayer, and His example, and His grace ; — His Spirit in our hearts, in this short space Given for repentance. Thus He bids us know His groanings of unutterable woe, # And 'neath the cloud of God's averted face Mourns in our heart of hearts. O awful scene ! Where our High-Priest, as if within the vail, By us below is interceding seen, In that dark night of anguish kneeling pale, With crying, and with tears, and failing breath, Pleading with Him Who can redeem from death. t * Rom.viii. 26. f Heb. v. 7. 12 THE GARDEN. 6. " He sitteth alone, and keepeth silence, because he hath borne it upon him. He putteth his mouth in the dust ; if so be there may be hope." Lord, unto me Thy warning Voice reveal, Lest the world steal my heart, and hide the theft ; But, of her soft appliances bereft, May I in that bereavement learn to feel That one thing still is given me — thus to kneel And be as Thou ; that one thing still is left — That where Thy Flesh is rent, the Rock is cleft, Thy Hand may for a while from man conceal "What I am now, what I have been before. And I, if I may find a refuge there, May oft and oft repeat that holy Prayer, Closing the door ; and while I thus explore The deeps of sad self-knowledge, more and more Humiliation learn, but not despair. Ctyvfet fallen to tlje grotmtf. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who when in the garden being in an agony, didst pray more earnestly unto the Father, when Thy sweat became, in a wonderful manner, as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground ; grant that, in memory of that Thy Passion, I may be so conformed unto Thee, as to be filled with the sweetness of thy love ; and instead of blood may be enabled to pour forth tears in Thy sight. AMEN. Collect for purity of Ijeart — " dfrorn ZMjom no Secrets are IjttiL" III. THE CUP OF AGONY. 1. 11 My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me. This I recal to mind, therefore have I hope." Teach me with Thee to mourn, — from Thee to learn The comfort of the mourner # on that clay : From Thy pure Presence let one piercing ray Lighten our darkness, that I may discern And with that inextinguish'd fire may burn The foul black spots within me, — sins that weigh With burden of an infinite dismay On Thy sad soul, that knows not where to turn From the big load of our unnumber'd sins, Which comes upon Thy spirit's solitude, As when some storm-fraught thunder-cloud be- gins, Falling upon the ground with drops of blood. Oh, bind me to Thine altar, that no more I add each day I liye to that sad store. * S.Matt.v. 4. 16 THE CUP OF AGO^Y. " If it die, it bringeth forth much fruit '' " In sweat of thine own brow thon shalt eat bread ;" This was man's penalty ; and here he lies, Driven from that Garden of his Paradise, — Here in the wilderness, as one half dead, With sweat of Blood upon His Body shed, That we may in that costly Sacrifice Eat of Life's Bread, and know its countless price, With bitter herbs and sorrow. While onr Head Is thus bow'd low nnto the very ground, Oh, may we learn the lesson most profound Contain' d in that His prayer ; and from the sight Know that mysterious penalty aright — The cost of that true Bread His death shall give, Whereof alone lost man can eat and live ! o. " Not as the world giveth, give I unto you.'" Then take Thou us beneath those sheltering wings, Where God and Man at every bleeding pore Hath open'd for our sins Thy pardon's door ; We touch, see, feel our God, while memory clings To every part which meditation brings Before us ; thus the cup that noweth o'er With these Thy sorrows is for evermore The cup wherein our health and gladness springs. The cup we give to Thee is deadly wine, Made of the poisonous grapes our sins have borne ; Thou givest in return the cup Divine, Full of Thy love ; and for the thorny crown We give to Thee, Thou givest to Thine own Wreaths bright with radiance of celestial morn. THE CUP OF AGO>~Y. 17 4. " Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is he that watcheth." For me, then, is this awful Sacrifice, That Thou art drooping low, and dropping blood, In this the stillness and the solitude Of that dread hour, and every drop the price Of thousand souls ; and yet returning thrice, In love for those who in an hour so rude Were sleeping 'neath that dark green olive-wood, With that still quiet voice of meek advice ! With wayward man He ever gently pleads, But forces not his will, though standing by : And yet for him, e'en while He speaks, He bleeds At every vein, as seeing dangers nigh, While he unconscious looks up vacantly, And nought discerns, then sleeps, and little heeds. 11 And what I say unto you I say unto all, Watch." Within the lowest deep a lower deep Receives the penitent in true self-hate, Whose heart the thoughts of Thee shall pene- trate ; Who more and more would fain his bosom steep With rays of light from heaven, and wake to weep The sins that fold themselves in our dark state, Lest that e'en now our foes be at the gate, # And at our going hence arouse from sleep, And summon ns to bondage. While our eyes Are weigh' d down by a seeming false repose By spirits of darkness, He our danger knows. But from this fathomless abyss of woes Who shall raise up the Maker of the skies, Fall'n to the ground in speechless agonies ? * Psalm cxxvii. 6. C 18 THE CUP OF AGOKY. 1 ' Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark ; let it look for light, but have none." Thus hast Thou from Thy Father's bosom come To empty all Thy glories, aud from sight Of Thine own Godhead every drop of light Shut out, to take on Thee a sinner's doom ! ]N"o star of light amid the o'erwhehning gloom ; Save when upon the blackness of that night, Which compass' d Thee as with a living tomb, One little streak grew brighter and more bright, An angel's wing, like one soft crystal spar Of light from heaven. But now that gentle star Is scared and fled, for up the steep afar There gleam sulphureous torches lit from hell : The lights in heaven are all invisible, And rising Moon withdraws into her cell. CJjrfet turns to meet &M enemies. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who didst suffer the kiss of the traitor Judas; mayest Thou never have to say of me, Behold the hand of him that betrayeth Me is with Me on the table ; nor may I ever deny the offices of holy love to those who slander me. AMEN. Cfje priest turns from tlje attar to tyt people. <: 2 IV. THE KISS OF JUDAS. 1. " First be reconciled to thy brother." Ahd now, from pleading with Thy God above, To us who eaus'd Thy death, resign' d to die, Thou turnest, veiling all Thy majesty That we may come to Thee ; with words that prove, Or tender offices that fain would move Affectionate returns, and bring us nigh. Let not this day of Thy humility Tempt us to tread beneath our feet Thy love ; But if Thou to Thy Table wilt receive, Let nought within us Thy good Spirit grieve ; But wash us clean as guests to sit with Thee ; Grant us the nuptial robe of Charity. And feet with holy preparation shod, Lest we for Esau's portion sell our God. 22 THE KISS or JF/DAS. " The blood of sprinkling, that speaketh better things than that of Abel." The gentle Lamb that licks the slaughterer's hand — "With kiss of peace to the arch-traitor given, And meekly laid the healing touch of Heaven On that fierce leader of the midnight band ! "When one word only would at Thy command Scatter as chaff before the whirlwind driven ; Or. as the lightning opes the summer even, Disclose the angelic hosts which round Thee stand ; Thou meekly didst Thy victim head incline, ALid tenderest offices of love Divine ; True Abel, offering up Thyself to die Into fraternal hands ! Not yet is dry The Blood in mercy pleading from the ground For those who now with murderous hands sur- round. 3. •• Fear ye not : stand still, and see the salvation of the Lord.' ' But that good Galilean, brave and bold, Arm'd for heroic deeds of high emprise, Has yet to learn his Master's charities, Where disenthrall' d from Judas' treacherous hold On ALalchus' ear He lays His hand, now cold ^vTith death's dank sweat, and lifts in prayer His eyes. But other thoughts in Peter's breast arise Than doth become the shepherd of the fold, TThile love and courage all his bosom fires. — Ready to go to prison and to death. Be still, and check awhile thy high desires ; Put up again thy sword within its sheath ; One little thing alone thy Loed requires, — Xot to denv Him at a woman's breath. THE KISS 01 JUDAS. 2o 4. • ' Look how high the heaven is in comparison of the earth. ' ' Thus tamest Thou to us. as if to show The unspeakable example of God's love ; High as heaven's pillars rise the earth above, hat surpasseth all the love we know. And all our bounds of mercy doth o'erflow. His malice and Thy love together strove. As if uncertain which at last should prove Master in that contention. Still e'en now "Warning and watching in kind ministry. Washing his feet, and giving the true Bread. And the last kiss of love ; — yet all for nought. O love to perfect cons:.. i brought, A w illin g Victim thus led forth to die For them by whom His holy Blood is shed ! '• Greet ye one another with a kiss of cb This lamb -like spirit and this hallow' d kiss Admitted to Thine altars thus of old,* The symbol, rite, and passport to the fold : Union of souls which knew the chasten' d bliss Of mutual pardon given, nor thought amiss. Pledge of true love, that turneth all to gold. E'en like that tabled rod in story told : This is that love that hallows all things : this The odorous spikenard o^ the costly price. "WTiose fragrance fills the world unto the end ; The salt that seasons every sacrifice ; The fire which on the altar doth descend ; That love's communion sweet, which cannot blend With hearts that harbour deadly avarice. * See S. Cyril's Lectures, sarin* 3. 24 THE KISS OE JUDAS. " God is love ; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him." True Love, which hopeth all things, all things beareth, Fairest of all that have walked forth on earth, And left the calm of heaven where she had birth, Humility's first-born, — for she appeareth Like Mercy's self, what time from heaven she heareth Repentance's meek prayer, and leaneth down. Of all the graces origin and crown ; — True love of GrOD, which loving ever feareth, So feareth that she feareth nought beside With that fear which hath torment. Of the Bride Bright robe, and image of the Father's love ; As when within some little watery sheen Dwells the reflection of the heavens above, And the Moon walks the cloudless deep serene. Cljrtet left bounfc ftp ti)e Sfefo*. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who wast willing to be bound BY THE HANDS OF WICKED MEN FOR OUR SAKES ; LOOSE ME FROM THE CHAINS OF MY SINS, AND LET MY SOUL AND MY BODY BE SO STRONGLY HOLDEN BY THE LOVE OF THY COM- MANDMENTS, THAT I MAY EVER IN ALL THINGS OBEY THY BLESSED WILL. AMEN. Ci)e Cm Commandments. V. CHRIST IX BOXDS, 1, " Mine eiiemies are driven back ; they shall fall and perish at Thy presence." The quiet night, wherein no sound was heard Save that meek prayer to sorrow reconcil'd, To sounds discordant wakes, and tumult wild Of banded foes approaching : Night's lone bird By lantern, torch, and noise unwonted stirr'd, Flaps overhead his wing, with movement mild, Yet terror strikes in souls by guilt defil'd ; The power of darkness reigns ; fears long interr'd Bise up and walk the gloom : His words have thrill'd To hearts which no misgiving knew before ; A spell unspeakable hath all things still' d, And unimagined awfulness hath till'd : Those words have power to stop the ocean's roar, And wake the dead that they shall sleep no more. 28 CHRIST EN" BOXDS. 11 The Breath of our nostrils, the Anointed of the Lord, was taken in their pits." A momentary terror seem'd to steep Their senses, and a felt unearthly power Before their lowly Victim made them cower — Like pause that ushers in the thunders deep. But now the spirits of darkness o'er them lower, And turn their tongues to triumph, as they creep Nigh to the city's gates, which guilty sleep Stills to false slumbers in its destined hour. Now gibe they cast, and scoff, and blasphemy On the Divinest Stranger. He doth yield To rudest violence His harmless Head, Like a defenceless Lamb to slaughter led, That He may o'er us cast His sheltering shield, And from nocturnal terrors set us free. u Thou hast led captivity captive.' ' Thou art thus captive led our hearts to move, And draw us unto Thee, that we our hands May yield, and on our necks put Thy love-bands ; For Thy commandments thus as cords may prove To lead us to that city's gates above, — That city which is paved with Thy commands, The gold and agate of celestial lands. For heaviest chains are render' d light by love ; And therefore art Thou thus all rudely bound, That we may in our bonds remember Thee ; And Thee remembering, ever may be found Thy willing captives rather than be free With the bad world — the fuller to abound In Thy blest gift of heavenly liberty. CIIEIST IK BOXDS. 29 4. 44 The year of My redeemed is come." wonderful fulfilment ! is this He Who comes clown to announce th' eternal year* Of our release, to liberate from fear, To ope the gates and set the prisoner free, And is Himself our very Jubilee ; Yet thus, as some bruised Captive doth appear, As one weighed by oppression most severe, And needing all the power of liberty ! Thus He Himself, O wondrous sight ! is found With darkness and with chains encompass' d round, Who comes to pour the light on blinded eyes. Yet thus it is He brings to earth the skies, That wheresoe'er a prisoner now remains He may be with him in his silent chains. 5. 44 If the Son shall make you free, then are ye free indeed. tf Yes, in the eyes of false-discerning men A helpless captive, but meanwhile His own, To Whom th' Almighty Father hath made known The mysteries of things that are unseen, Beholding Him with undisturbed ken Discern their Gon, come down from His high throne To teach us one great lesson — one alone — " Learn thou of Me, for I am meek," and then Thou shalt, 'mid troubles, find thy spirit's rest. Think of no other freedom but the mind To her deservings patiently resign' d : And thou shalt find His Godhead manifest, Until the weight of sorrows makes thee blest, Injurious provocations render kind. * S.Lukeiv. 21. 30 CHBIST IK BOKDS. " Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night." And yet while I do thus in bonds behold My Maker and my Judge all lowly bent, And see in Him the Great Omnipotent, Thus bowed to bring us back unto the fold, My sorrow is unmov'd, my heart is cold, — No stern repentance hath my bosom rent ; My tears long since are dried, my feelings spent, As at a tale of this world often told. Eut if I grieve at this my want of grief, Thou wilt unto those sorrows bring relief Which are from want of sorrow, and again Kindle within my heart that living pain, — Yearnings of penitential sad belief, Which ever on my spirit may remain. Cfjrtet tn ti)e ijou^e of &nna$. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who wast taken as a criminal INTO THE HOUSE OF ANNAS ; POUR THY GRACE INTO MY HEART, THAT I MAY NOT BE ALLURED BY THE EVIL ONE INTO SIN, BUT MAY BE LED BY THY HOLY SPIRIT UNTO EVERY THING THAT IS WELL PLEASING UNTO THEE. AMEN. El)e Eafo tfje IjouSe of boit&age. VI. THE HOUSE OF ANNAS. " By the blood of Thy covenant I have sent forth Thy pri- soner out of the pit wherein is no water." And now to make Thy bondage more secure, They take Thee in triumphant mockery Unto the house of Annas, standing by, Bandying from place to place with hands impure, To render condemnation doubly sure, Far from all human help, and heap on high The gathering load of that night's misery. Tet Thou didst willingly those chains endure Upon Thy spotless Body in Thy love, If only Thou might 'st so our ransom prove, When we before the accuser shall be brought, Silent as criminals, and pleading nought But the great ransom Thou for us hast wrought, And the returns of love which in us move. 34 THE HOUSE OE ANNAS. 2. "Whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, and con- tinueth therein, this man shall be blessed in his deed." For love of Thee is our true liberty ; And when we rightly love Thee and adore, Thy law is then captivity no more, But gladsome service most divinely free, In perfect freedom, like the ministry Of those in Heaven who are for ever bound By blissful adoration most profound, And know no other joy but serving Thee. For then their freedom is indeed divine, When doing their own will they follow Thine. Thus Thy law is no bondage when within Is love that giveth life ; chains wrought by sin Then vanish as the ice before the sun, And full of glowing life the waters run. " Whoso committeth sin is the servant of sin." But more and more those iron bonds increase, When, setting Thy commandments all at nought, In the imaginings of our own thought We follow our own will, nor seek release. Then if upbraidings of Thy Spirit cease, 'Tis that those fetters grow into the soul, Part of ourselves, infect our being whole ; Those chains become ourselves — we are at peace. Then by those bonds which Thou for us didst wear, And by the blows which Thou for us didst bear — When as some blood-stain' d, night-caught crimi- nal Within that house of bondage set in thrall, Before that Pharaoh our Redemption stood, — Save me from that Egyptian servitude. THE HOUSE OF A>'>'AS. 35 4. u And the servant abideth not in the house for ever." Thy law hath bound me with a living band, And in the dead of night, when all is still, E'en like a thief, with footsteps dark and chill, The great accuser shall before me stand, And lift against me the upbraiding hand In presence of the Judge ; then vain the skill That ever waits upon the tortuous will, With ready self-deceivings at command, To extricate, excuse, and to explain. Nay, 'tis our will itself which is the chain That binds us hand and foot, and doth remain Drawing us, while we think not, to the gloom, Till bondage doth itself become our home, And thwarted will our everlasting doom. 5. "I looked, and there was none to help; and I wondered that there was none to uphold ; therefore Mine own Arm brought salvation." I gaze, and gazing tremble at the sight, To see Thee, Who dost sit at God's right hand, Bound by an impious rabble, thus to stand Before Thy creature ! Yet 'twas Thou this night, In love and lowliness most infinite, Didst kneel, to teach us this, love's last com- mand, And therefore now to Thee compulsion's band, So grievous, is for our sakes sweet and light. strange fulfilment of the truths enroll' d In scrolls of Prophets, and set forth of old Through imaged types and shadows manifold ! Xow these are set apart. Thyself I see The mirror made of perfect liberty, Thyself the living Tvpe that teachest me. d 2 36 THE HOUSE OE ANNAS. 6. " Who shall separate us from the love of Christ ?" What is the lesson which these sights impart ? That there are bonds to man invisible Framed in Heaven, which have a mighty spell To hold by secret influential art Him "Who was God and Man, — to bind the heart With meek obedience, such as none can tell ; — Those chains are love — are love invincible, Which from God's Altar suffer not to start, Stronger than death, the love of wretched men. Love was the bond that bound Thee from above, Submissive e'en to death ; oh, wilt Thou then But kindle in our hearts this, Thine own love, That it an adamantine chain may prove, Nor suffer us from Thee to fall again. Christ ttemefc bj) &. $etct\ THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Whom the chief of Apostles thrice denied in the house of caiaphas ; grant that i may never be found in the company of the wicked, nor ever suffer me by my sins to be separated from Thee. AMEN. " iLovfc, Ijcifoe mern) upon us." VII. THE FALL OF S. PETEE. " I have heard the blasphemy of the multitude, and fear is on every side." High in the dim recess of that dark hall The midnight conclave now before me pass, Gathering around the impious Caiaphas. Our God, Whose Word upholds this worldly ball, Whose Presence doth Angelic hosts appal, Stands bound ; and now the rude insulting mass Press on Him ! Now, O dreadful sight, alas ! The uplifted hand of the rough menial Strikes on the Mouth Divine that meekly spoke (The healed slave from Edom gave the stroke), The hand against its Maker ! Now I see Earnest appeals, judicial mockery, And gratidations at successful ill, While lights more dim the noisy conclave fill. 40 THE TALL OF S. PETEE. " I looked also upon My right hand, and saw there was no man that would know Me." Now in that corner of the vaulted dome One soul of evil all the hearts doth stir ; They jeer and beat the holy Prisoner, With mockeries and jests around Him come, Mantling in scorn that Face which doth illume The Heaven of Heavens. Now one pollutes His ear, Another with injurious blows draws near. But there is that which to His heart comes home With sorer bitterness than jests so rude And impious blows of that fierce multitude : Amid the vassal courts and hall below The dearly loved of His soul e'en now, His own most dearly loved, hath forgot His Master's very Name — he knows Him not. 3. " How is the gold become dim 1 how is the most fine gold changed I" How terrible the night that broods around, That we should e'er forget our Present God ! They w r ho with Him the ways of sorrow trod, Have been with Him in Tabor, and abound With signs of love, with countless favours crown' d, With whom He hath ta'en up His own abode, Who companied wdth Him along the road, And with Him were in season more profound ; They who had all things for His sake resign' d — Home, friends, and calling — for a martyr's wreath, And boast of faithfulness to chains and death, In high resolves and protestations blind, — When they forget to pray, one little breath Blows all away, like leaves before the wind. THE TALL OF S. PETER. 41 " The precious sons of Zion, compared to fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers." Like some frail reed, which in the pale moonlight Bows down, then broken hangs upon the ground; Like some ice-scene with golden sunbeams crown' d, Which vanishes before mid-day grows bright ; Or like the sea, so beautiful to sight, Basking in sunlight, till a cloud profound Doth all the glittering scene with gloom sur- round ; Or when the autumnal frost of one brief night Strips some fair tree, and leaves it bleak and bare, Bobb'd of a whole year's pride and leafy state ; Or when upon a full-orb' d summer noon Comes in eclipse the intervening moon ; — So our best feelings cherish' d long and fair One hour of darkness may lay desolate. 5. " Then how wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan V % And who shall stand the trial when the rock Is shaken ? We whose strongest purposes Are but as webs to catch the summer flies, Which the bat's wing beats down, the owlets mock, Or light as gossamers that hold the flock Of stationary sunbeams, which the breeze Plays with, — yes, we that float our flags at ease And softness, what shall we do in the shock, When principalities have on us broke In their own hour of darkness — what shall we ? Lord, let us not Thy Hand in that dark day Forego, nor midnight Voice which calls to pray ; — So when the storm shivers the forest oak, May we our poor frail branches hang on Thee. 42 THE FALL OF S. PETEE. 6. u Can any hide himself in secret places that I shall not see him ? saith the Lord." Oft since that hour until the end e'en now, While in the raised-apart and sacred shrine The dread memorials of His Love Divine Are offered up for us, there is below One who hath ventured to His courts to go, In whom His Omnipresent Eye descries, A heart that secretly his Loed denies, In self- deceiving thoughts and fears that bow Before the multitude; who hears God's law, While influences of men with present awe O'erwhelm him ; and content to be as they, Forgets the lesson which the Garden taught, And higher stern resolves before him brought, Nor schools his heart aright to watch and pray. &. \Mtv looking to Christ. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who didst turn and look upon Peter, who remembered the word that Thou hadst spoken, and went out and wept bitterly ; grant that i may never cease to weep for my sins, and to have fellowship with thee in thy suffer- INGS, O Lord my God. AMEN. €J)e priest turn* again to tlje altar. Till. THE PENITENT EESTOEED. 1. " In all their affliction He was afflicted, and the Angel of His Presence saved them." In holy silence most adorable Stands the meek Lamb of God, and not a sound Escapes His lips in sacred sorrow bound, " With grief acquainted." What though words may tell Of pains and griefs which at death's portal dwell, Yet who shall speak the secret flowing wound When love itself in hour of need is found Unfaithful ? — in the heart unspeakable Dwells the unstaunched wound and bleeds within, Deep in the soul that lean'd on its own love. E'en so Thy Spirit did Thy Prophets move Whene'er Thy chosen children in their sin Deny Thee ; — ever grieving through all times "The Man of Sorrows" o'er His children's crimes. • * Jer. xiii. 17 ; xxxi. 18, 20. 46 THE PENITENT EESTOEED. 2. " O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt ?" Lord, are we in that tender heart so near And dear to Thee ? Thon knowest long before Onr very thoughts ; our words are counted o'er Before they rise, and on our tongues made clear Unto ourselves and others they appear. For our affections are the very store That Thou would' st treasure up ; and evermore Close to our countenance Thine Eye and Ear Is listening for our words, to us unknown. Oh, let me ne'er amid the wicked stand, Eorgetting vows I made with Thee alone ; But if surrounded by the impious band, Eill'd with the thoughts of Thy Gethsemane, Let me forget myself — remember Thee ! " He opened the rock of stone, and the waters flowed out, so that rivers ran in the dry places.' ' Then often from that silence, long conceal' d, In awe beyond all utterance most keen, Thine Eye turns on us ; Satan then is seen Departing ; all his crafts at once reveal' d, When he hath gain'd his end, and sin hath seal'd Our disobedience : then breaks forth between The love of our dear Lord, which long hath been Watching, and yet so oft in vain appeal' d To earnest vow and promise vainly spent. Then by His rod the smitten rock is rent, And suddenly the waters pour apace Erom the deep hidden fountains of His Grace, To freshen the dry wilderness within, Parch' d by the fiery blast that pass'd in sin. the pe>~ite:st eestoked. 47 4. " My sin is ever before me." The Rock is smitten, and the water flows, And ne'er shall cease to flow ; but whensoe'er That warning cock shall reach his wakeful ear, That Eve again shall meet him 'mid Its woes, And all that scene anew around him close, — The midnight hall — the maiden drawing near — The dread suspense — the agonizing fear — The scoffer's noise and scorn — and the repose Of that recalling Eye upon him cast "With tender reminiscence of the past, — With meek reproving, yet forgiving glance, Upon him turn'd with speechless utterance, — Then all afresh, with unabated force, Open'd the silent flood-gates of remorse. 11 Turn us again, O God ; show the light of Thy countenance, and we shall be whole." Wliene'er he heard the cock crow Peter wept ; Again to his forgotten Loed he turn'd, And all anew his old affections burn'd, And penitential sorrows o'er him crept With thrilling visions, which, whene'er he slept, Woke him again to prayer. Oh, lesson learn' d Not dearly, at whatever cost discern' d ! Oh, should temptation from us intercept Thy loving Countenance, yet whensoe'er We turn again, and to Thine Altar flee From our own sins and from the world, oh, there Lift on our hearts Thy gracious look Divine, That we, returning to ourselves and Thee, May wet with tears the pavement of Thy shrine. 48 THE PENITENT EESTOEED. 6. 11 When my heart is in heaviness I will think upon God." Flow forth, flow forth, ye drops of holy brine, And wash away the taints which else remain Indelible in power or guilty pain. That Eye which doth in pity now incline Will blend Its tears, and blending give to Thine A power to wash away the deepest stain, And turn the bitter brine to healthful rain. Then from dry ground shall spring the Eoot Di- vine ; # But when our eyes meet Thine, oh, then no less Be with us, Loed, sustain us and control, Lest in that wakening of the sinful soul, In sense of our bereavement, to the ground "We sink again in sorrow, and be drown' d E'en in the flood of our own bitterness. * Isaiah liii. 2. Cijrtet before dilate. THE PRATER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who wert led to Pilate, and WILLING TO BE ACCUSED BY FALSE WITNESSES ; ENABLE ME, I pray Thee, to escape the snares of the WICKED, AND TO CONFESS MY FAITH IN THEE BY WORKS AGREEABLE TO THE SAME. AMEN. draper for tlje Z\in$. IX. PILATE'S JUDGMENT-HALL. " By Me princes rule, and nobles, even all the judges of the earth." Lord, if the wicked are " a sword of Thine," And princes do not "bear the sword in vain," When, as Thy delegates, on earth they reign ; And hearts of kings are in Thy Hand Divine, Which Thou as streams of water dost incline, To fertilize, to freshen and sustain, Or to destroy : then by this patient chain To which Thou didst in love Thyself resign, When Thou with downcast eyes and back-bound hand Before the potentates of earth didst stand ; Teach us beneath the oppressive powers of ill Thy chastening rod to see, and so be still ; — Loving that Church which bears Thy sign of scorn, Nor conquers but when she that Cross hath borne. e2 52 pilate's judgmext-hall. 2. "When thou walkest through the fire, then shalt not be burned ; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee." When for the sins of Thine own Israel Nebuchadnezzar sits upon the throne, And holds her in the chains of Babylon, He with His children in the fires shall dwell Wno now, to human eyes made visible, Stands before Pilate ; — to them shall be known, "Walk with them, and shall claim them for His own. As here on earth, when conflagrations swell, Heaven's winds rush down, and are around them brought, So in the kingdom of Thy grace below, "When fires of persecution round us grow, Thy Spirit, like a moist and freshening wind, Comes to be with us in the viewless mind, With visitations of refreshing thought. " It was a cloud and darkness to them, but it gave light by night to these." The eagle doth a twofold emblem prove, The advancing emblem of imperial state, — The abomination which makes desolate, — Or soaring gentle as the household dove, The very image of celestial love, The E oval sign of the regenerate. E'en so the kingly Unction from above Sometimes the inner reins doth penetrate With the Anointing of the King of kings, Setting the standard of the Cross therein, As kingly Hand when of Saul pursued ; Sometimes for chastening of Thy people's sin, God's minister of wrath to sight it brings, As Saul's ambitious hate and fortitude. pilate's judgment-hall. 53 " If My kingdom were of this world, then would My ser- vants fight." But whensoe'er the kings that bear Thy trust, Thy Cross more dear than their own sceptre hold ; And, 'neath the shining purple and the gold, Sackcloth put on, and penitential dust : The world's mysterious hate against the just Shrinks from that light ; allegiance first grows cold, And then, in ways most strange and manifold, The many-handed monster in his lust His multitudinous sides again shall shake, And cast them to the ground, and there in hate Their crown and sceptre 'neath his feet shall break ; And therefore Thy true kingdom here below From Thine own Cross shall ne'er be separate, But find its strength in that dread sign of woe. " I am the good Shepherd, and know My sheep, and am known of Mine. ,, What though His endless reign spreads forth below, 'Tis " as it were in secret " and unknown, E'en as Himself when friendless and alone, Before the heathen Pilate thus made low. His kingdom is the Truth, and they who know The Truth shall find their way unto His throne, Entering that City's gates. And He shall own Their due allegiance. Where He reigns e'en now On this bad earth His kingdom is true peace, Order, and harmony, and blessed love, Eor ever manifold yet ever one, One King, one Kingdom ; clothed with the sun, His kingdom with His knowledge doth increase, Till both are in fruition lost above. 54 pilate's judgment-hall. 6. " The throne of God, and of the Lamb." Thy kingdom is release from death and sin, From the heartburnings and the fear and strife ; For the Lamb's Blood, which speaks of endless life, Is on the door by which we enter in, Beats in the heart when true life doth begin ; Fills all the veins ; each grace which there is rife Speaks of that Blood ; the Church is but the Wife Of the meek Lamb — the Bride His Blood doth win. 'Tis the slain Lamb that sits upon the throne : Therefore no place is in that kingdom known For pride's disquiet, and ambition's pains ; It is the Lamb Himself that all sustains ; All there, in all things, at all seasons own The love and meekness of the Lamb that reigns. Christ gent from J3tlate to fficrotJ. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who, when Thou wast stand- ing before Herod, didst answer nothing to the false charges which they brought against thee : grant me such strength, that i may courageously endure the reproaches of them that slander me, nor ever reveal thy holy things to the unworthy. AMEN. Ct)e gtiesJt on tlje (Epistle tilt of tfje altar. X. CHRIST BEF0EE HEEOD. 1. " They Lave cast their heads together with one consent ; and are confederate against thee ; the tabernacles of the Edom- ites." Sets^t from that heathen judgment-hall of woe, They now in mockery rnde their Victim bring Before the subtle Galilean king ; While through the streets they hurry to and fro, Xow throng behind, and now before Him go, In hate successful loud and triumphing ; As some poor death-bound prince, or captive thing, Forced through Rome's streets before his last death blow ; Or sacrificial beast, amid the throng To some old heathen altar urged along ; Or as fierce dogs hunt down the gentle hare, From place to place, loud yelling for its blood ; — The Pharisees their Victim have pursued ; Lo, in the kingly palace, they are there. 58 CUEIST BEEOEE HEEOD. " If the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness I" Steep' d in the murder' d Baptist's holy blood Sits the incestuous and adulterous chief, Well pleased to view the Savioue in His grief, Hoping to see some miracle of good. Oh, strange infatuation which withstood The strivings of the Spirit ! Oh, how brief The day of our salvation and relief, Ere tenfold night doth on the senses brood, Close up the eye and ear, and case the heart In thick-ribbed iron ! Pharaoh-like, to see Signs to the Almighty Presence which belong, As of some sportive juggler at his art. And yet himself unscathed to sit among The lightnings of Incarnate Deity ! 3. " But He answered him nothing.'' Silence most eloquent, beneath the sound Of earthly things, with current deep and strong, Doth like a hidden ocean move along ; What silent retributions do abound ! What silent intercessions all around ! Time silent steals, in memory keeps the wrong, And then puts forth his hand amid the throng. Our God disown' d, our King with shame is crown' d, And in that robe is made the scorn of men : The sun shall see a Herod in his might Spangled in that same silver robe of light,* And men aloud declare him G-od, and then The Angel's hand shall smite his royal form, Mark'd as the prey of the devouring worm. * Acts xii. 21 : " Arrayed in royal apparel." "A robe made all of silver tissue. As the sun was then rising, the rays made it shine/' — Josephus. CITRIST BEFORE HEROD. 59 4. "Iara the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love." Behold the lilies of the vernal field ; For Solomon was ne'er arrayed so bright, In all his tissued robe of silver light, As one of these, to thoughtful eyes reveal' d. The microscope will show their crystal shield, All studded with fair pearls and chrysolite, And purple veins that track the virgin white, — A beauteous world from our gross eyes conceal' d. That glittering robe of kingly Solomon By this false Idumean is put on : But fairer than the glory of the flower Was Christ's white robe of spotless innocence, Worn in His bleeding Passion's darkest hour, Too brilliant for the eye of mortal sense. 5. "They have washed their robes, and made them white in the Blood of the Lamb. Therefore are they before the throne of God, and serve Him day and night in His temple." Thence the white robes of all-prevailing prayer, Through all her courts shall to His Church de- scend, Multiplied at her shrines unto the end. — Numberless as the stars on the dark air Come forth, and the departed sun-light share. That robe a silent language doth attend, It speechless intercession seems to wear, As representing Him Who stood our Friend Before the king of terrors. At that day, In plenitude of His Almighty sway, Whate'er things Him approach' d, hate, jest, or chance, Put on themselves divine significance ; E'en as the setting sun, of clouds brought nigh, Makes to himself a glorious pageantry. 60 CHKIST BEFOBE HEEOD. 6. " God forbid that I should sin against the Lord, in ceasing to pray for you." By mockery cloth' d in that white garb of scorn Stood our Great Sacrifice for us to plead, And to our GrOD in silence intercede, And solitude ; then what if thus forlorn In all His courts that snowy vest is worn,* Pleading, alas, for them who little heed, 'Mid enemies who know not their great need, As Cheist Himself upon that holy morn. That lifting up of hands may still avail, As on the mount apart, when Israel fought, Moses, sustained by Sacerdotal power, Outstretch' d his arms in silence, and thence brought A power to Israel in that destined hour, With lifting up of hands to win or fail. * " Since that accident to our Lord, the Church hath not indecently chosen to clothe her priests with albs, or white gar- ments : and it is a symbolical intimation and representment of that part of the passion and affront which Herod passed upon the holy Jesus : and this is so far from deserving a reproof, that it were to be wished all the children of the Church would imitate all those graces which Christ exercised when He wore that garment, which she hath taken up in ceremony and thank- ful memory." — Jer. Taylor, Life of Christ. Cfjrtet sent back to dilate. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Whom Herod sent again unto Pilate, being on that same day made friends together ; grant that i may be able to set at nought the designs of wicked men ; and so to improve and advance forward under every temp- tation, as to be made like unto thee, my lord and God. AMEN. CfK £ovtf) or Gospel £tfce of tf)e 9Itar. XI. PILATE AKD HEEOD EECOXCILED. 1. " The fierceness of man shall turn to Thy praise." Herod and Pilate are made friends to-day, And Jew and Gentile are together met, By unseen hands the Corner-stone is set, Both walls to one are tending now their way ; For evil spirits His behests obey, And work His will, caught in their own strange net, While they confederate foes with malice whet Against incarnate Goodness. Thus they lay In Sion the chief Corner-stone, with blood Cemented, and made firm and ratified By voice of the infatuate multitude. All are united now with one accord, All in one headlong purpose are allied Against the Lord of life, the living Word. 64 PILATE AND HEROD RECONCILED. 2. " Both Herod and Pontius Pilate, with the Gentiles, and the people of Israel, were gathered together, for to do what- soever Thy hand and Thy counsel determined before to be done." Gentile, and Jew, and Scribe, and Sadducee, People, and priests, and kings are now made one, By malice brought to wondrous union, Mock counterfeit of holy charity ; Such power hath truth divine, that things we see Catch at its likeness, in its impress run, Shadows on earth of the celestial sun : As when in spreading tribes at enmity, Ishmael, and Edomite, and Hagarene, Midian, and Amalek, there soon was seen The " sire of many nations :" swift they sprung From that great prophecy which yet was young, Like sands on the sea-shore, in forecast given Of Christian nations like the stars of heaven. 3. " Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast born me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth !" Thus is the Gospel as a sword on earth, Kindling division more inveterate Than in ought else is known of human hate : Pride, lust, wrath, envy, sadness, impious mirth, Which in our hearts' dark ruins have their birth, In ways most manifold and intricate Combine against the Light, else separate. Yet Truth the while in its own household hearth Shines, amid foes its standard onward beareth, And ne'er but by itself is overcome, When trampled most, victorious most appeareth, Outcast and hated through the world to roam, Seeking in every heart to make its home ; Whatever cannot love the heavenly Guest it feareth. PILATE AXD HEKOD RECONCILED. 65 4. " Though they curse, yet bless thou." To Pilate's judgment-hall again returned, "With sorer woes oppress' d, and bearing still At each remove a heavier weight of ill, From place to place His love more brightly burn'd, At each remove His patience was discern' d. While evil winds turn'd not His steadfast will, "Whose flame burnt upward, but its rising fill, Till He the length, and breadth, and depth hath learn' d Of human bitterness. Of ills they pour Full measure pressed down and running o'er Into His bosom, which He doth restore To them again steep' d in His precious Blood ; While Satan's darts, by patient love withstood, Are by Him made to work eternal good. " O My people, what have I done unto thee ? and wherein have I wearied thee ? testify against Me." Thus driven from place to place, He makes appeal From judgment unto judgment in all eyes, In judgment stands before all enemies, Crying aloud, each hidden thing reveal, Bring forth your reasons nothing to conceal, Let wicked men and spirits now arise, One Woman-born your enmity defies, Else on His innocence ye set your seal. Te in like manner shall before Him stand, Each, one by one, stand as a criminal, And make appeal in the great judgment-hall Of men and angels ; all things now at hand Shall onward pass to the eternal strand, Where sentence shall be given upon us all. F 66 PILATE AKD HEROD RECONCILED. 6. " If these things be in you and abound, they make you that ye shall neither be barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. Would that to Thee we might be likened now, So we this persecution should obtain, And turn obtain' d to our abiding gain ; — From trial-scene to scene we thus might go, Gaining in each advantage o'er the foe, So unto us each heaven- descended pain Might wash away some guilt-contracted stain, And we our own abasement come to know ; So more and more may learn how to forgive ; And more forgiving, may be more forgiven ; That more forgiven, we the more may love ; And loving more, like That we love may prove ; And liken' d more to Him, in Him may live, And find in Him the rest which is of Heaven. CJ)rtet Stripped of W* €iotf)wg. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who didst endure to be stripped of Thy garments as a criminal; grant me, I beseech Thee, to shake off the heavy burden of my sins ; that, putting on the breastplate of Thy righteousness, I may ever find grace in Thy sight. AMEN. Cf)e (Elements (Elncofceretr. f2 XII. CHRIST STRIPPED OF HIS GARMENTS. 1. " As many were astonied at Thee ; His visage was so marred more than any man, and His form more than the sons of men." O Thou, the Fount of all that's fair and good, On Whose blest countenance, girt with bright rays, Adoring angels and archangels gaze, And drink unspeakable beatitude ; — Before Thy guilty creatures hast Thou stood Thus covered with dishonour ; in rude ways Reft of that robe which did divinely blaze On Tabor's heaven-uplifted solitude, Which with mysterious healing did abound, When virtue went forth through their skirts around From That Thy sinless Body, which did wear The sins of all the world ; now stripp'd and bare, Naked, as erst chshonouring Thy Hand Adam in paradise did guilty stand. 70 CHEIST STRIPPED OF HIS GARMENTS. " I am in misery, and like unto him that is at the point to die." Long hast Thou striven since our sad parents' fall To veil our nakedness, and sinful shame Indelibly imprinted on our frame, By skins as by a robe funereal, And offering up of slaughter' d animal, And more than all by Thine Almighty Name, As by a shield from self-reproaching blame Against the Accuser : in man's judgment-hall Thyself, Who art the GrOD of purity, Art naked, stripp'd, and desolate — for me; "With virginal pure Flesh all trembling there, And modest Soul than heaven of heavens more fair, Shrinking within in speechless agonies, A gazing-stock and scorn to cruel eyes. " If so be that being clothed we shall not be found naked." In this Thy nakedness as of the tomb, By Thine unclothing we are clothed upon ; E'en as Thy dying for us life hath won, And as Thine exile is to us our home, So Thine unclothing hath to us become Our house from heaven. Unhoused, unclothed, undone, Thou hast our nakedness clothed with the sun Of Thine Own brightness ; as the clouds which roam Onward, attendant on the sun's white throne, Are in themselves all mist and gloom forlorn, , Yet clothed in golden radiance not their own Are made the moving canopies of Heaven, Hanging in wreaths around the face of morn, Or beauteous imagery which is at even. CHRIST STRIPPED OP HIS GARMENTS. 71 4. " He will destroy in this mountain the face of the covering cast over all people :" — u that cover with a covering, butnot of My Spirit." So deeply in our spirits hidden lieth The consciousness of this our nakedness, Our guilty souls from Heaven's light shrink no less Than do our bodies ; when the eye would press Home to its covert, inwardly it sigheth At thought of its own nakedness, and crietli To Him alone that knoweth her distress ; And when her conscious shame the Accuser trieth, Can only in His sheltering Bosom hide. The appliances which from the world we borrow Are but the ministrations of our pride, To find some hiding-place, and there abide : But the great Judgment, with an endless sorrow, Such coverings from the soul shall strip to-morrow. 5. "Thy rebuke hath broken My heart: I am full of heavi- ness : I looked for some to have pity en Me, but there was no man." Thou hadst no sin, but didst in pity take The tenderness of those meek souls serene That on all brotherly compassions lean, And when those sympathies of friends forsake, Soul-stricken feel, as if the heart would break : Such love, when by the rude world it is seen, Is deem'd all weakness, though its griefs have been Not for itself, but for its brethren's sake. Through Psalms and Prophets thus, like the meek Dove, His Spirit dotli a mourner's heart express, With images akin to human love. And thus the Lord .descending from above, Clothed Himself with all human tenderness, That so His Shadow might our weakness bless. 72 CHEIST STRIPPED OP HIS GARMENTS. 11 Who art thou, that thou shouldest be afraid of a man that shall die, and forgettest the Lord thy Maker ?" All this for me, that by Thy mercy shriven I might in sonl and body be made whole, That I might open my sin-festering sonl Before him nnto whom Thy power is given To bind and loose, and bear the keys of Heaven, Back to its sonrce the gather' d load to roll ; The soul by running leprosies made foul To reinstate at pardon-gate, thence driven ; Though face-confusion waits on us before One eye, and that in mercy : one pale star Sits in the twilight at the evening door, Whose blush precedes the darkness ; better far Than in the Judgment to unnumber'd eyes, And the whole court of the assembled skies. Cljvfet scourge*. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who wast willing to be bound to a pillar, and shamefully scourged for our sakes ; grant that i may ever bear with patience the stripes of Thy Fatherly correction, nor ever by my sins displease Thee. AMEN. dje ©blatton in silence. XIII. CHEIST SCOUEGED. 1. " Be astonished, O ye heavens, at this, and be horribly afraid, be ye very desolate, saith the Lord." My Lord and God, I see Thee standing bare, Eeft of Thy robes, and shuddering at the sight Of executioners, that try their might In mock essays, and rods and cords prepare. And now the lictor band are entering there ; The morning throws askant her cold grey light, But more and more the while a tenfold night Possession takes of that dread theatre ; For Thou, who art the Sun of Eighteousness, "With dr a west all Thy beams — in sore distress ; As wanton soldiery are closing round, And evil spirits have their senses drowned In cruelty ; — while, to the pillar bound, Thou wait'st the stroke in shivering nakedness. 76 CHEIST SCOURGED. 2. " By His stripes we are healed.' ' Such is the offering of Thyself, that we May willingly embrace the healing scourge, While the rude world mocks at the thoughts that urge To chastening laws of self-severity. But what is all this sorrow poured on Thee ? Not that our flesh may from this gloom emerge In pamper' d ease ; but when she strives to purge In-dwelling sins by their due penalty, Or takes the scourging of a Father's Hand, She may remember that on Thee were laid Her heavy burdens, and rejoice when made Like unto Thee, "Who thus didst trembling stand, — May learn there is no health but in the rod Which hath been borne by our own pitying GrOD. 3. " There is no whole part in My body. I am feeble and sore smitten." The scene of blood comes thickening on that morn, And now of the loud scourge I hear the sound Redoubled, and I see the reddening wound, — Wound upon wound, — His tender back is torn, Mower of all human flesh — the Sinless born ; The Lily of the Vales that loved the ground, Shrinking from view profane, and spotless found ; JSTow lifted like the rose upon the thorn, Which hangs its head beneath the stormy shower; And ere it sheds in death its dripping leaves, One purple petal, as it earthward grieves, Falls wet with dew from the o'erloaded flower : So from Thy Body, mingling with Thy tears, Drops Thy life's-blood, and on the stone appears. CHEIST SCOVEGED. 77 4. " He bare our griefs, and carried our sorrows." Thus the Almighty God is prostrate bent Beneath the unpitying scourge and soldier throng, Yielding those Hands to the fast binding thong, "Which moulded the o'er-hanging firmament ; — A fainting Victim with sore anguish spent. Tims till the day of doom He comes among His children's thoughtless ways of mirth or wrong, Bearing the burden of our punishment, — Comes in some attitude of speechless throes Upon our joys and sorrows to attend ; Teaching us what alone His Spirit knows, Our state, our origin, our being's end ; While thus our true and eyerlasting Friend Pleads with us in the silence of His woes. 5. " By His knowledge shall My righteous Servant justify many.' This from our penal stripes is the reprieye, In this oblation they are sanctified ; The Father reconciled henceforth shall hide Within His tabernacle those that grieye : And the almighty Comforter shall cleave To those in suffering unto Him allied : That they beneath this shadow may abide, He scourgeth eyery son He doth receiye. In this bad world with leprous taint o'ercast, Which to its own corruption fades so fast, Nothing in the All-seeing Eyes is good, Saye as the mirror of the Eternal Sok, Wlien therein is beheld what He hath won, In images of His atoning Blood. 78 CHKIST SCOTTEGED. 6. "Blessed are they which have been sorrowful for all Thy scourges ; for they shall rejoice for Thee, when they have seen all Thy glory, and shall be glad for ever." Thy sorrows were one cloud of black amaze, Unmitigated gloom due to our sin ; But unto us an angel face comes in, And still with solitary sweetness stays, Pleading to tender sympathies within For Thee and for Thy sorrows, while we gaze, Amid the gathering storm ; as fain to win From recklessness of our too mirthful days To love Thy sorrows, and to be with Thee, Rather than in the world. Thus unto me A star comes out beyond the stormy sky That wrapt Thee round ; to us Thy Blood is Wine, Thy griefs our hope, Thy dying Life divine, Refreshment in Thine anguish- drooping Eye. €f)e Crofon of CfjornS. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who in order to redeem me Thy servant, wast willing to bear a crown of thorns, and to endure most excruciating pains ; pierce my flesh through and through with thy fear, and grant that at length i may be crowned with eternal glory together with thee in heaven. AMEN. draper for tl)e Cljurri) fHtlttant. XIV. THE GROWN OF THORNS. 1. " He holdeth back the face of His throne, and spreadeth His cloud upon it." " What is His crime ? One to a kingdom born ! Come, let us make a glorious diadem, At every point shall be a living gem, We with His own tiara will adorn, And, circled with the radiance of the morn, Show thee thy King, thou proud Jerusalem ! His bleeding temples shall supply the stem With rubies, and its rays the twisted thorn." O hell-born skill of fierce imperial Eome, Well might they deem thee from the very womb Nurtured by savage beast amid the wild ; With blood of all the nations now defiled ; Henceforth thyself shalt thine own Caesars own. And know and feel thyself the thorny crown, o 82 THE CBOWN OF THORKS. 2. " O Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself; but in Me is thine help. I will be thy King.' ' But clothe Him first! — no more those garments mean, — Bring forth the purple for the kingly gown, Such as may best become the imperial crown And well be suited to the royal mien ; The mirror wherein best His state is seen. Zion, go forth thy promised King to own ! Thou hast for Him prepared this regal throne ; For thee He now is scourged ; for thee this scene, This day of His espousals is for thee — The Bride which He hath cherished now so long. " Thy Maker is thy Husband," and to plead More powerfully with thee He bears this wrong, — The diadem that burns around His Head, And robe that speaks, but mocks at, majesty. " They know not what they do." types of suffering and of sovereignty, — The scarlet robe, a crown that makes to bleed ! Ajid for a sceptre add the hollow reed Of scorn and weakness ; — then they bend the knee, And bow to Him in mock humility : While one hath seized in sport the sceptred weed, And with it strikes upon His crowned Head (Oh, art refined in murderous cruelty !) Driving the thorns more deeply; while e'en now — O blindness terrible ! — around that Brow Of unseen Godhead, on Whose smile or frown Bliss everlasting hangs or endless woe, The Blood bursts forth beneath the thorny crown, And to His purple garment trickles down. THE CROWK OF THORNS. 83 " And thorns shall come up in her palaces." The King of Martyrs thus, with His own band Dyed in their blood around His Kingly seat, And sufferers hallowed by the Paraclete, Against the evil world hath ta'en His stand. For man's own sake and benefit, the land Sends forth its thorns and briers at his feet, To furnish unto him his chastenings meet : Therefore Eternal Wisdom so hath plann'd, That when the Second Man shall ope the door Of pardon, and mankind with power divine Through sorrow and atonement shall restore, He of man's woes shall expiation make, Shall seize of sin the very scourge and sign, And for the emblem of His kingdom take. " We also are weak in Him, but we shall live with Him by the power of God." We bear not on our brows a ray divine Caught from Thy glory, nor one glowing gem, Nor the bright star of honoured Bethlehem, But Thine own Cross impress'd — Thy Father's sign. In adoration when our knees incline To Thee our King, of David's royal stem, We see Thee not with throne and diadem ; But on the Cross in anguish, there to pine. So deep-polluted had become Thy Bride, That Thou for love, to woo her to Thy side, These "foul and filthy" garments didst put on, — Thyself abasing that she might be won, And in Thy Father's house with Thee abide, Clothed with the robe of the Eternal Sox. o2 84 THE CEO WIS" OP THOENS. 6. " Then she that is Mine enemy shall see it, and shame shall cover her which said unto Me, Where is the Lord Thy God.'' In the fair autuirm of the year's decline When quiet stars come forth at evensong, There doth a something to the skies belong That speaks of roseate light which is divine ; When the sun sinks into his western shrine. Leaving on even-gate a blood-like stain, As on the door the paschal victim slain. Those tints of light that blend with purple wine, Which the sun leaves behind, portend a morn Of glorious promise, quiet skies serene ; # And even now, in its decline new-born, The nascent moon with all her stars is seen. Thus as our Sun goes down in His own Blood, Comes forth His Church with her bright mul- titude. * " Quod dbdtDominus, Facto vespere dicitis, Serenum erit ; rubicundum est enim coelum; id est, sanguine passionis Christi, in primo adventu indulgentia peccatorum datur. Et mane, Hodie tempestas ; ru bet enim cum tristitid coelum ; id est, quod secundo adventu igne praecedente venturus est. Faciem ergo c cell ju die are nostis ; signa autem iemporum non potestis ! Signa temporum dixit de adventu suo vel passione, cui simile est roseum coelum vespere : et item de tribulatione ante adventum suum futura, cui simile est mane roseum cum tristitia coelum." — S. Aug. Qucest. Evang. I. 20, torn. iii. ed. Benede " Brfjoltt tfje flflan." THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who didst endure the cruel MOCKING OF SOLDIERS SPITTING ON THEE, AND SMITING Thy Head with blows; grant that I may never lend A WILLING EAR TO WHATSOEVER FLATTERETH ME. AMEN. Ojc (£vf)ovtatton. XT. "BEHOLD THE MAX!" 1. "Wherefore art Thou red in Thine apparel, and Thy gar- ments like him that treadeth in the wine -fat ?" Who cometh with His garments dyed in blood From Edom and from Bozrah ? Who is able From death and hell, — which unassailable, With walls defying heaven so long have stood, — To save ? In His own wondrons solitnde He comes, beyond all lore or ancient fable, In His strength travelling unapproachable. The flesh cannot discern the Only Good, Apparell'd thus in His own conquest day. Tea, 'mong themselves the very angels say, " Lo, who is this that cometh ? Who is He Whose Name is Secret p" They who shall at- tend His conquering march, shall answer to the end, " To know that Name is immortality.' ' 88 BEHOLD THE MA^ T ! 2. 11 He was led as a sheep to the slaughter. " By Judas led to Annas ; then sent round From Annas to blaspheming Caiaphas ; From Caiaphas to Pilate ; then led bound From Pilate to Herodian Antipas ; And thence again to Pilate ; then disown' d By Pharisees and people, scourged and crown' d : Then rise the voices of the infuriate inass — Give us not this Man, give us Barabbas ! With one great voice of that fierce multitude 'Twas Satan who aloud call'd for His blood, — As if the lion of the forest brayed # After his prey, beholding Him betrayed ; And then as beaten, mock'd, and under ban, Pilate brings forth, and says, "Behold the Man !" " Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto My sorrow." " Behold the Man !" the Gentile says full well : The garment, and the crowning, and the rod, — "With suffering crown' d, humiliation shod, — Man by His woes in meekness visible ; The "Man of Sorrows !" "Who the wounds shall tell Of Hiin Who hath alone the wine-press trod ? But loudly cries astonish' d Israel, He made Himself to be the So^" of God : Therefore both Man and God : the Man behold In burning characters writ on His brow, His very Manhood there by woe impress' d. Behold your God ! e'en Zion hath confess' d "What to the winds His words and deeds have told, Behold your God, for healing or for woe ! * Jer. xii. 7, 8. BEnOLD THE MiS ! 89 4. " Nevertheless, Thy saints had a very great Light." The fire of Godhead filled the thorny blaze, Which in that mansion unconsuming burn'd, Like the moon in a cloud, when Moses turn'd, With awe adoring on the sight to gaze, — Unharming incommunicable rays. Thus Godhead in the Manhood was discern' d, Which made the flesh Its home ; and thence hath learn' d The thorny bed of anguish and amaze. And such the token, when with might divine The Everlasting would His people call Through the Eed Sea, from the Egyptian thrall, With them within the wilderness to plead ; Again enshrined in fire-illumined sign, Onward to unseen Canaan did He lead. 5. " We all, with open face beholding, as in a glass, the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory.' ' The eye swift glances, yet in passing by Takes to itself whate'er it may behold, Whether the face and form of human mould, Or boundless spreading sea, or summer sky, With all the stretch of their immensity. And they who look beneath the eyelid's fold, See the enamelTd mirror there enroll' d, Lurking unknown beneath the unconscious eye. And thus upon this picture would I gaze, That while my solemn thought the scene portrays, The soul within her may the impress keep, In prayer and meditation lodging deep ; That when the Eye of God may look thereon, He may discern the Image of His Son. 90 BEHOLD THE MA2f! 6. 44 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us." Hues fair as those which evening skies illume Lie hidden in the seed, till, fed with dew And foster' d by sunbeams, they come to view. Lock'd once in treasury of that dark tomb, Wherein they buried lay as in the womb ; Now in fresh being, beautiful and new, They hang above the spot from whence they grew. Thus martyr-souls, from the o'erwhelming gloom Which wrapt awhile their awful going hence, In pity beyond human utterance, May now in tearful beauty hang their head, 'Mid graces which are heavenly, yet of earth. Eor from the grave where sorrow made her bed Are all the virtues of our second birth. Cijitet Conttemnetf to tty Cvote. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Whom Pilate when he had SCOURGED, DELIVERED UP TO BE CRUCIFIED, AS THOU DIDST THUS WILLINGLY OFFER UP THYSELF FOR OUR SINS; GRANT THAT WE MAY IN LIKE MANNER HUMBLY RECEIVE THE STRIPES OF THINE ANGER, WHICH FOR OUR SIN9 WE DESERVE. AMEN. CIjc General Confession. XVI. CHEIST CONDEMNED. " The Anointed of the Lord was taken in their pits, of Whom we said, Under His shadow we shall live." When kings are by their subjects doom'd to die, All Christian hearts strange horror doth appal, And boding expectations on them fall Of some unwonted and dire tragedy, — Embodied evil seems itself so nigh. And when the martyrs in man's judgment-hall Under decree of death are given in thrall, Our souls are touched by a strange sympathy, Beyond expression of the outer sense ; Though these be heirs of sin and death, yet thence In these emotions of man's heart is shown Something more deep than to himself is known, Which witness bears to God's Anointed One, — A Kino- condemn' d in perfect innocence. 94 CHRIST CONDEMNED. " Look how wide also the east is from the west, so far hath He set our sins from us." From sentence pass'd on Adam's sinful brood, To that last Judgment whither all things tend, — Midway between man's origin and end, This condemnation of our God hath stood ; Nay, rather doth, in mourning attitude, Prom end to end its outstretch' d shade extend. And whosoe'er would rightly comprehend This mortal being, capable of good, In that dear shadow sees mankind, and 'neath The coming on of what is after death, — Those vast realities of which to hear, Man's soul unto its centre shakes with fear, — Thus daily shall himself regard, and prove The depth of that great truth — that God is Love. 3. " The love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." In all things that portend this world's decease, As the quick fall of all that is therein, And death's dark rangers, whose broad net doth win By subtle sure instalments, — as Disease, W inter, Decay, and Sorrow, — in all these We read Thy condemnation, and our sin, — Our sin which went so fast when once let in That it could never rest in its increase, Until this height of heights it had attain' d "Which could no further go, but reach' d the skies. Then in the strife Thy Love the conquest gain'd, Which, like a mantle, from the All-seeing Eyes Strove our exceeding sinfulness to hide, And by humility to slay our pride. CHEIST CONDEMNED. 96 4. " If one died for all, then were all dead." Each day he lives is man condemn' d to die, By One Who sits within the Judgment-hall Rais'd in the heart of every criminal, Whose righteous sentence no one can put by : And then the stern decree to ratify, Sleep still returns in night's o'ershadowing pall, And sets death's stamp and image on us all. To this Thy condemnation would I fly, That self-condemn' d, while o'er myself I grieve, I may in this, Thy dying, find reprieve : But as Thou in Thy love, in this our stead, As one with guilt oppress' d dost hang Thy Head, I would put on my own mortality By dying to myself, and live to Thee. 5. " Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in ray infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me." If this the mirror be of things on earth, — All men with one consent against Thee stirr'd, And e'en Barabbas unto Thee preferr'd, — Then let me not in seriousness or mirth Grieve to be set aside as nothing worth, Another listen'd to, admired, and heard. Such are occasions upon me conferr'd, Whereby I may attest my better birth : This is the daily dying I must love ; In Thee my lineage thus, and portion prove : While I in my own breast my sentence bear, Self- judging, self-condemn' d. Then why should I Chafe at my prison-house, if thus to die Is in Thy righteousness to have a share ? 96 CHBI8T CONDEMNED. 6. " For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God." But Self must first be kill'd by penitence, And buried in the grave of healthful sorrow : The suns that harbinger a golden morrow Blend with the hues of blood, and goings hence In darkness, and soft tears which clouds dispense. "lis only thus our sinful selves undoing That aught in us is bred which finds renewing, And may partake in Cheist's Own innocence. The seed must disappear in wintry bed Ere it in the full harvest lifts its head, "When He "Who bears the sickle shall descend, Sitting on a white cloud. O wondrous end ! When Pharisee and Pilate, we and they Before their Criminal stand on that day ! dilate toastytng fy& Hatttt*. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who, although judged to be INNOCENT BY PlLATE THE GOVERNOR, YET DIDST WIL- LINGLY HEAR THE MULTITUDE CRYING OUT AGAINST 1HEE | GRANT UNTO ME, THY SUPPLIANT, TO HAVE MY CONVERSA- TION IN SO GREAT INNOCENCY OF LIFE, THAT THE MOUTH > OF THOSE WHO SPEAK EVIL AGAINST ME MAY BE STOPPED. AMEN €l)t Absolution. XYIL PILATE WASHING HIS HANDS. 1. " When Pilate, therefore, heard that saying, he was the more afraid." But e'en the Governor, arrayed in might, Is moved within by an unwonted fear, Trembling before his lowly Prisoner ; A soldier used to every murderous sight, The very heathen, in his own despite, Peels judgment greater than his own is near, — The judge doth like the guilty one appear ; The Roman quails before an Israelite : I deem that fable strong in mystery, That lions of the forest will pass by, Cowering at sight of virgin purity ; And thus the world, e'en in her fiercest mood, By envy onward urged to deeds of blood, Still trembles while it persecutes the good. ii 2 100 PILATE WASHING HIS HA^DS. 2. " Though thou wash thee with nitre, and take thee much soap, yet thine iniquity is marked before Me, saith the Lord God." Many would wash their hands from Thy dear Blood With Pilate, unabsolved by self within ; The accuser sits behind them, and therein Mocks them in doing ill with thoughts of good, Leaving the hollow front of fortitude To cover craven spirits he would win. And what avails the loud-tongue d multitude Against that still small Voice which speaks of sin? The earthquake and the thunder are soon gone, And that dread whisper then will plead alone : Nor can the breath of crowds, more guilty still, E'er chase away, like a fresh-blowing wind, The noxious vapours it hath left behind, Or rectify the sin-perverted will. 3. " Thou shalt wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.'' Thou, Loed, must bring Thyself the absolving stream ; Thyself alone canst wash away the stain ; The streams of Paradise would flow in vain — In vain a sea of tears on the sad theme ; In vain would costly sacrifice redeem One guilty spot ; — yea, this release to gain, Hath all creation groaned so long in pain, Striving, as if in some guilt-haunted dream, To cleanse the stain ; the ingrain' d spot remains : For this hath Superstition raised her shrines, And 'mid her countless victims inly pines. One drop of Thy dear Blood is more than all ; Thy word of power, that bursts death's prison- chains, Alone can cleanse the will, lost power recall. PILATE WASHING HIS HANDS. 101 1. " While I held my tongue, my bones consumed away." First the all-trembling consciousness of ill Deems earth and heaven have eyes, and the sick mind "Would lain herself unbosom to the wind, But shame-struck back recoils ; then soon the will, With Satan's cords yet more and more entwined, Adds to the load, and leaves her labouring still ; Till to the headlong stream at length resigned, She hastes of crime the measure to fulfil, In recklessness of conscience ill at ease. But blessed they to whom 'tis timely given At God's own mercy-seat to seek release, And find a refuge in the absolving keys, Which ope heaven's door, pour in celestial air, And lead anew to penitential care. 5. " Their soul should be as a watered garden ; and they shall not sorrow any more at all." Thus have I known, when on a sultry noon, Beneath the vapour-loaded atmosphere, All creatures hung their head, like guilty fear ; Xature breathed thick and faint, and out of tune ; Big drops descended one by one, and soon, As with a momentary quick surprise, Around, far brighter than the autumnal moon, The vivid lightnings bathed the o'erhanging skies, The clouds unlock' d the fountains of their tears, The heavens expanded ; then released from fears, Earth looks up for renewal of their love ; The trees with all their little leaves rejoice ; The mountains and the valleys find a voice ; One multitudinous song fills all the grove. 102 PILATE WASHING HIS HAKDS. 11 His flesh shall be fresher than a child's, he shall return to the days of his youth.' ' Oh, peaceful calm of guilt and doom repealed, As when before the priest the leper stood With "ulcerous contagions all subdued, And to the faithful eye in hope revealed : Then the meek dove pronounced the leper healed, Slain o'er the running stream, — the stream of blood Went down to Jordan's blest Baptismal flood: He from his sickness cleansed, and freedom sealed, Walked in the Holy City once again. Thus when the golden keys retrieve the stain, What if the mingled stream of blood and tears Flows to the Baptism of our earlier years ; And the regenerate soul, by sin defiled, Oome from the stream again a healthful child. Christ beating %ti$ £xote. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who didst Thyself bear Thine own Cross upon Thy shoulders; grant that I may DAILY TAKE UP MY CROSS, AND FOLLOW THEE, MY LORD AND my God. AMEN. ifnbttatton. XYII1. CHEIST BEAEIXG THE CEOSS. 1. " Take My yoke upon you, and learn of Me." The way of sorrows and this burden sore Are of Thy life the sad epitome, "Wherein a weight of sorrows hung on Thee, With Thine eyes on us fixed for evermore, That we may rest our hearts on Thee before, And gazing on Thee in Thy way of grief, May from our very sorrows find relief, Till hardship be to us hardship no more ; That Thou, by Thine abasement and deep loss, May'st clothe us with Thy Godhead by Thy Cross. So may our heart of hearts of Thee partake, Till sorrow becomes welcome for Thy sake, And e'en our punishment becomes our rest, Exalted more, the more we are oppress' d. 106 CHEIST BEAEI^a THE CEOSS. " He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom. " Thy sanctifying Shadow rests on these, Therefore below do shame and sorrow prove Within illumined by Almighty love, And minister to gentle influences, Which hide themselves in shade from human eyes. Sweet scents and songs haunt lowly field and grove, From birds on streamlet banks, and woodland dove ; While mountain heights, bare in the summer skies, Shake from their haughty necks the genial rain, Of kites and birds of prey the wild domain. 'Tis like frail man to love to walk on high, But to be lowly is to be as God ; It is to drink the wine-press He hath trod, Eeplete with strength and immortality. 3. 11 As gold in the furnace hath He tried them, and received them as a burnt-offering." Oh, wondrous warning to our pride and mirth, Our God and King in infamy and pain ! And he that runs may read this lesson plain, That They Who know of things the eternal worth Mark this as man's best portion here on earth, — The wisdom of our God, though man's disdain, — That thus to suffer with Him is to reign ; His kingdom hath in man no other birth. Our GrOD in sorrows ; heart-thrilling voice ! O Truth, in characters of blood anneal' d ! By words, by sighs, by His example seal'd, Who made the lowest place His earnest choice : Once only His meek Spirit did rejoice, That this His Wisdom was to babes reveal' d. CUEIST BEARING THE CEOSS. 107 4. M Whosoever doth not bear his cross, and come after Me, cannot be My disciple.' ' Oh, may we with an ever-deepening fear Gaze on these sorrows, where Thy Form is found With one Hand leaning on the bleeding ground — One Hand that heavy burden strives to bear ! Thus may we to that awful cup draw near Thou had'st to drink amid that multitude, — Draw near, and look into that cup of Blood, And see our very selves reflected there. We too must of a cup of sorrow drink ; Our destined road is called "the vale of tears," Where we must bear our cross in human fears And sorrows, and to earth in silence sink. Each branch put forth in weakness must disclose An image of the Tree on which it grows. 5. 11 Every one that is perfect shall be as his Master." Each branch that is disclosed as it expands Sets forth the Cross, each tendril that anew Is found thereon still hastes to bring to view Another and another ; as it stands, Each shows the Cross with its outstretching hands, Which seize their branching hold, celestial dew Imbibing, and the soft ethereal blue ; Such is the Vine of Salem in all lands. Each day, that hath in Cheist its better birth, Must bear its Cross ; without that destined load 'Tis a day lost on the once traversed road To that eternity which springs from time ; It hath no tendrils that may upward climb Into the infinite, but falls to earth. 108 CHRIST BEARING THE CROSS. " We will not sin, knowing that we are counted Thine." Lord, can it be that we, of feeble frame, By taking Thine own burden make it less, And share the weights that on Thy shoulders press ? As he who to the Holy City came, Meeting Thee in that hour of Thy distress, And followed, — for " obedience " was his name, — Bearing Thy Cross for Thee ; so dost Thou bless Obedience, and to Thee dost draw the same, When penitential thoughts within us burn. Yea, if so dear to Thee our love's return, That they who see Thy Face at this rejoice, Reading therein the Eternal Mind and Voice ; They and their love were present to Thee now, Like a refreshing breeze on Thy faint Brow. Christ calls t|)c SRomm to JhlMamentatton. THE PRAYER. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who turning to the women THAT LAMENTED THEE, SAIDST, WEEP NOT FOR Me, BUT weep for yourselves, and for your children ; pierce my heart through and through with the true wound of grief, that i may mourn over mine iniquities, and sympathise with thee in thy sorrows, o lord my God. AMEN. 0)e }3rat>er of fumble %lcct