GRE STORY OF A BROKER HEART. ISA. liii. 3-6. "He is despised and rejected of men; a Man of Sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from Him; He was despised, and we esteemed Him not. &c.". . JOHN i. 9-11. He was in the world, and the world "That was the true Light, which lighteth every man that cometh into the world. was made by Him, and the world knew Him not. He came unto His own, and His own received Him not." "And about the ninth hour, Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, MATT. xxvii. 46-50, and MARK XV. 34-37. My God, why hast thou forsaken Me? &c.". THE STORY OF A BROKEN HEART. V. But Thy panting heart inflated VI. Nay, methinks, O precious Jesu, Seen fair Eden's beauteous bloom, VII. And Thy heart so fond and loving VIII. And in many after ages, Of Thy heavenly glories shorn, Laid with fodder in a manger, IX. And from infancy to childhood, And from childhood into youth, And from youth to early manhood, Thou, THE WAY, THE LIFE, THE TRUTH, Did'st increase and gain in favour In the sight of God and man, X. And Thy face was grave and anxious, As Thou thoughtest on the future, And the present, and the past; And the base and foul pollution XI. Then Thy spirit was down-stricken, XII. For the awful fight with Satan, Life eternal, peace and pardon, By Thy blood on Calvary spilt, XIII. And while thus, Thy soul, O Jesu! To its broadest, utmost bound XIV. Viewed all the heathen darkness All the blackened prospect scanned; And when clustered to surround Thee Men in sin and sorrow's night, Taughtest Thou Thine eager hearers Thou wert this world's radiant Light. THE STORY OF A BROKEN HEART. XV. And the while Thy heart, O Jesu! For each human heart that bled, XVI. Though Thyself wast oft an hungered, And thou feltest love and mercy Towards each bird and fish and beast, XVII. Thus Thine heart and mind and spirit Of the total sin and suffering That from Adam's race had flowed. XVIII. And were there no gentle maidens Who beheld Thee wondrous fair, And with all their best affections Longed their lot with Thee to share; And desired to sit beside Thee, And to gaze on Thy loved face, Or with steps unwearied follow Thee, O Christ, from place to place? XIX. Ah! methinks I see thee, Jesu, And Thine own unmeasured worth, |