卍 66 DARY." "Jesus saith unto her, Mary."-JOHN XX. 16. I. ARY! How the tones of Jesus softly, delicately fell On the ears of Magdalenè, sweeter than a silver bell! Mary! Just one word, no other, but sufficient to recall That the Speaker was her Saviour and her Master and her All. Mary! Oh! the soft, rich accents of the well-remembered voice, Lighting up her face with sunshine, bidding her lone heart rejoice. Mary! Oh! the mystic music on the Stranger's sacred tongue, What a chain of recollections on that one sweet "Mary" hung! Mary! Then it was no fiction that her Lord should rise again, II. Mary! How the sound melodious quickly dried her weeping eyes, Mary! Oh! the free outpouring of the fragrant alabaster On the weary head of Jesus, her beloved and loving Master: Mary! Oh! the burning rapture! Ah! the long, luxuriant tresses, III. Mary! Since that Easter morning eighteen hundred years have passed! Mary! Pride and superstition, strife, contention, battle-din Eighteen hundred years of suffering, eighteen hundred years of sin! Mary! But above the havoc and above the battle cry, Still we feel the air vibrating as the ripple draweth nigh: Mary! And as through the ages, through the eighteen hundred years Mary! Like the sacred echo of a Heaven-begotten sound, They with Jesus Christ's most precious words and promises abound. IV. "Mary! Frail and sin-encumbered, lone, bewildered, and distressed, Mary! Thine is all the mercy, I have borne the guilt and shame, Mary! Oh the matchless odours, fragrant, lasting, pure and sweet, "She turned herself, and saith unto Him, Rabboni; which is to say, Master."-JOHN xx. 16. Rabboni! While coming, I mused and reflected "Now, who shall remove us the stone from the door?" Rabboni! Thy head I'd have fondly anointed, Thy body enriched with sweet spice that I brought; Rabboni! The tones of Thy voice are far sweeter One look was enough for impetuous Peter, Rabboni! Thy tones and Thine accents I'll cherish, And when all my bodily faculties perish, On wings of affection I'll haste to Thy side. And when I emerge from the sepulchre's portal, As Thou hast emerged, the First-fruits from the dead, Rabboni, on all who like Mary, have waited, So near to their Lord, yet their backs to His face, Yet failing in Jesus, their Master to trace: Oh! speak as no tongue that is human e'er speaketh, نو BENDING THE FREE 60 Jesus." "Wherefore God also hath highly exalted Him, and given Him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in Heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father.". PHIL. ii. 9-11. I. EFORE the name of Jesus shall every knee bow down, And all men own before the Throne, His sceptre and His crown; Then sing the name of Jesus! Loud ring the name of Jesus! Extol the name of Jesus! II. Strong in the name of Jesus have myriad fights been fought; III. Firm in the name of Jesus we face each hostile blow: Loud ring the name of Jesus! IV. Ye slain upon the battle-field rise from your gory graves! Loud ring that name of Jesus! From fire and sword and blood outpour'd, Extol the name of Jesus! V. To bow before King Jesus comes on the mighty host Loud ring the name of Jesus! VI. Who love the name of Jesus desire that glorious day, "Why linger yet Thy chariot wheels: how long, O Lord, how long?" Then sing the name of Jesus! Loud ring the name of Jesus! Extol the name of Jesus! VII. Before the throne of Jesus shall sinners, too, bend down, And at His feet shall abject meet His unrelenting frown; Those who have turned a heedless ear to mercy's ceaseless call Shall quail before their Sovereign Judge and own Him Lord of all : Then sing the name of Jesus! Loud ring the name of Jesus! Repent each crime while yet there's time, And in your truest, loftiest rhyme Extol the name of Jesus! VIII. And on the head of Jesus shall many a crown be worn: And angels and archangels King Jesus shall adore. And as He sits upon the throne, one God in persons three, All things shall humbly worship Him in earth and air and sea; But all His saints with waving palms to Him their Lord Most High, Shall raise their Hallelujah psalms and shout their glorious cry— "We sing the name of Jesus! Come, ring the name of Jesus! Down-fling your crowns to Jesus! Sweet anthems bring to Jesus! In solemn lays our voice we raise, To Thee whose blood our ransom pays; And through the never-ending days We'll no-one's else, but with high praise |