ANTHOLOGY OF MASSACHUSETTS POETS (32)

    I

    MOUNT CARMEL

    WHERE art Thou, O my Lord？ Mount Carmel saw the throng³ Of priests and heard the song； To Baal was their call- >From morn till night did fall.

    Where art Thou, O my Lord？ Again Mount Carmel heard Not in the spoken word, Not in the earthquake's shock, Not in the thunder roll, But in the inmost soul.

    II

    VESPER HYMN¹

    Send peaceful sleep, O Lord, this night, To keep us till the morning light； And let no vision of alarm Come near to do Thy children harm

    Within Thy circling arms we lie, O God, in Thine infinity⁴；

    Our souls in quiet shall abide⁵ Beset⁶ with love on every side.

    III

    THIS IS THAT BREAD

    This is that Bread that came down from Heaven, he that eateth of this Bread shall live forever.

    Bread on which angels feed, Bread for the spirit's need By faith receiving, New life do Thou impart, New strength to every heart, Pure love of God Thou art To us believing.

    IV

    O SLOW OF HEART O slow of heart to believe！ Ought Christ not to have suffered these things and to enter into His Glory？

    Quicken, Lord, my fainting heart, Touch my eyes that they may see, Let me know Thee as Thou art. Life and Immortality⁷.

    V

    ALL HAIL TO THEE, CHILD JESUS

    All hail to Thee, child Jesus！ As the brooding darkness flies At the swift approach of day, Sun of righteousness, arise, Chase the gloom of night away. Great Prince of Peace, come to thine own, And build in every heart Thy throne.

    Come to shed Thy healing balm On all nations of the earth, Child Jesus, come with holy calm, How we hail thy wondrous⁸ birth. Great Prince of Peace, come to Thine own, And build in every heart Thy throne. All hail to Thee, Child Jesus！

    VI

    THE WINE-PRESS

    Who is this that comes from Edom In such glorious array, With his festal garments gleaming, Travelling on his royal way With a face majestic⁹, calm and grave？ I that speak in righteousness, mighty¹⁰ to save.

    Why is thy apparel crimson¹¹, Why is all thy garments' pride Stained as in the time of vintage And with blood-red-color dyed？

    Because of helpers I had none- I have trodden the wine-press alone.

    VII

    WAKEN, SHEPHERDS！

    （Angels） Hosanna！ Hosanna！ Hosanna！ （Shepherds） Waken, Shepherds, waken； Whence this glowing light？ Ere the dawn of morning, Solemn signs of warning Portent¹² of affright！

    （Angels） Courage, Shepherds, courage！ Banish¹³ your dismay, or ye all are saved. In the town of David Christ is born to-day.（Shepherds） Harken, Shepherds, harken, Hear the angels sing！ Jehovah sends a token, He himself hath spoken To proclaim our King.

    （Angels） Hasten, Shepherds, hasten, This shall be your sign； Where the kine are stabled, In a manger cradled Lies the Child Divine.

    （Shepherds） Angels, Shepherds, People, and Shout the glad refrain！ Angels） Joy to every nation Bringing full salvation¹⁴, Christ has come to reign¹⁵. Hosanna！ Hosanna！ Hosanna！