When the fair year Of your deliverer comes, And that long frost which now benumbs Your hearts shall thaw; when angels here Shall yet to man appear, And familiarly confer Beneath the oak and juniper: When the bright @3Dove@1 Which now these many, many springs Hath kept above, Shall with spread wings Descend, and living waters flow To make dry dust, and dead trees grow; O then that I Might live, and see the olive bear Her proper branches! which now lie Scattered each where, And without root and sap decay Cast by the husbandman away. And sure it is not far! For as your fast and foul decays Forerunning the bright morning-star, Did sadly note his healing rays Would shine elsewhere, since you were blind, And would be cross, when God was kind: So by all signs Our fullness too is now come in, And the same Sun which here declines And sets, will few hours hence begin To rise on you again, and look Towards old Mamre and Eshcol's brook. For surely he Who loved the world so, as to give His only Son to make it free, Whose spirit too doth mourn and grieve To see man lost, will for old love From your dark hearts this veil remove. Faith sojourned first on earth in you, You were the dear and chosen stock: The Arm of God, glorious and true, Was first revealed to be your rock. You were the @3eldest@1 child, and when Your stony hearts despised love, The @3youngest@1, ev'n the Gentiles then Were cheered, your jealousy to move. Thus, righteous Father! dost thou deal With brutish men; thy gifts go round By turns, and timely, and so heal The lost son by the newly found. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...QUATRAIN: THE PARCAE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PSALMS 71. PRAYER AND SONG OF THE AGED CHRISTIAN by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 104, SELECTION by RICHARD BLACKMORE A MAN'S DEBT by FRED EMERSON BROOKS THANKSGIVING SONG by CAREY YATES BUSBY |