MY MELANCHOLIC MESSIAH: A POEM
Those eyes! Those deep, deep eyes!
The gentle warmth that tempers ill
The kindly glow that draws me still
Oh! The joy of gazing on that precious face
My master! King and Sovereign
Glorious love personified
Once with mortal flesh allied
Now transfigured with unutterable glory
Why lookest thou on so dolefully on Him?
Is it because He looks melancholic?
Does it make your heart heavy and sick?
To look on fallen majesty, thus, this Good Friday?
Tis but to break your heart, He lookest thus
To bring to fruition your stone-like soul
Tis to give you grace in grave abundance
Tis because He loves you wretch, that He lookest thus
Look not on Him with pity
But lookest thou with humid tears in your eyes
Look till you weep, once or twice
Look till your heart overflows
Look! Oh! Look! At my melancholic Messiah
Tis because He loves you that he lookest thus
Fallen are the mighty, fallen His absolute majesty
Wretch that thou art! Look till your eyes gush
Those eyes! Oh! The eyes of my Fallen King!
They will suffice till the end-time bells ring!
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