The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1872-07-07
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JrsJIs AND THE FLOWERS.


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JESUS AND THE FLOWERS.
pp,cA1,D n,s z'ns.1 sss TEE LATE CARDINAL "''r
ar,..a tn ,sasy brow Of Olives Mount
rhs sssAss q nisht hsa Galisn Sask sAd dnssr,
~. N.ture wax a hsr favetits flowers
That slept On oUvss sArdsa sswsrs.
And -. than watch, " Tor tAs sad hour 10 near
WIN He whoss feet % of havs ssnctiAsd
This hallswsd spot. shan visit 1t mol moro.
Hsecmsa aesr Aswn, nneuTn with your Lord.
Who's, as.l 10 risresA b. ssuowSswsrd,
And bag His bissaaG Ger He leave our ssore'
Thvs Natxrs srske. Alasi man heard IL not;
And though By osantlsD arts abe stsove
10 Win his hAsrt to Jesus love,
MA would not heAr-asd Jesns was aaone.
Alamo 1. tAss ed hsur the Saviour knelt!
not enc q ali the thcysanda whom His hand
Hsa healed Ills words OF love had chsered. =
Stood by Hin; cen the Apostles feared,
And treason turktd amid the chosen band
WA no ono with Him At stones throw lay
The favored three, whom Jesus called to share
His midnight watch. Alasi they slept!
Ard while with teaEs at blood He wspt,
They knew IL not nor heard His llaintive prayer.
OF all His creatures trees and GOV rs alone
Were witness to that agony Of death,
And bending humbly to tho ground
Willis fast their deWy tears fen round, c-S'
They waited towards their Lord their fragrant breath
In tender synpsthy Levs biuAhins came.
with her pars snowy peAlA sps.sa wide. ..ss ~
Dear Lord, I thirst-I thirst to share
Tho grief which Thou dost dsisa - 1ear."
With weeping eyes and loving tones abs sighed.
prayer 70 faryent touched the saviours heart,
And from its depths drop Of blood there fell
Which stin upon her petals lies,
Changing their white to ruby dyes;
And ever thus . tAlo Of grief doth tell.
With modest head aownoast. tho snswdrop spoke:
Let me hep mertsls In Thy path to tread;
And though foweret poor and weak.
Lot mo in my mute language, speak
Of Thee, Lord to Thy childrens hsarts." she said.
Tho Sentative Mimosa plead that she
Might live for Him alone. Lpwly she stands.
Der sweet petition He receives,
The hand of Jesus touched her leaves.
And now she sbrnks, with dread from mortal hands
Silent with grief. one gentle flower -
Painted His suferinss on her bosora pnre ir
And now, when gazing on hor face. : .-. ID. -.
The lovers of the cross may trace ,
The wounds, the nails the thorns he degned endure
IL low sweet tones the fragrant Roses spoke:
Dear Lord" they said, .'ao longer can We bear
To be but joyful when we know
Sharp thorns will soon entwine Thy brow,
o, give us. too, the thorns that Thou must wear
onebeauteous Rose bent to the saviours feet
my sister fowBfs would seek Thy thorns' she said
A gift moro precioua I inplore;
This sacred blood that trickles o'er
o. let It fall upon my dropping head"
Dear Lord. dsga 70 thu Lily OF the Vale
1npaSt Thy blessing; grant that still like Thee.
Unknown and lowly. may bloom
Without bright robes or rich perfume,
Bat clsthe my flowers in snowy purity"
with dsesping branches bending to the ground,
The willow came: "My God. thine agony
And Thy loved Mothsts grief have won :
Ny heart Oh let IL mourn,
Reninding mem to weep and grisvs with Thee"
Hid meath tie grove little modsst flower
Presumed nst to spproaoh that hallowed spot,
Bat sofsly brosthed beg evening prayer,
Which, borns upon the eveniag air.
zs lingering sill. Dear Lord, forget me not
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