The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1876-04-20
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ENTRANCE INTO JERUSALEM;
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He sat upon the ass IS colt, and rode
Toward Jerusalem. Beside him walked,
Closely and silently, the faithful twelve,
And on before him went multitude, 9
Shouting hosannas, and with eager hands
Strewing their garments thickly in the way.
The unbroken foal beneath him gently stopped,
Tame as it's patient dam and as the song,
OF welcome to the son OF David burst !.
Forth from a thousand children and the leaves
OF the waving branches touched its siilien ears. !
1t turned its wild eye for a moment back;
And then subdued by an invisible hand, A44
MeelSly trod onward with his slender feet.
The dew's last sparkle from the grass had gone
AS he rode up Mount olive, The woods 4
Threw their cold shadows directly to the west,
And the light foal, WITH quick and toiiins stepr
And head bent low, Kept up its unslackened way.
Till it's soft name was lifted by the wind
Sent DER the mount from Jordan AS he reached
The summit's breezy pitch, the Saviour raised
His calm blue eye-there stood Jerusaem
Eagerly ne bent forward, and beneath
His mante's passive folds boder line
Than the wont slightness Of his perfect limbs
Betrayed the swelling funess of his heart.
There stood Jerusaem How fair she looked #
The silver on all Ter palaces,
And her fair daughters, mid the golden spires,
Tending their terrace flowers, and Kedrons stream
Lacing the meadows with its silver hand,
And wreathng its mist and mantle on the sky
With the 1norns exhalations. There she stood.
Jerusalem, the city of his love.
Chosen from the earth: Jerusalem,
That knew him not and had rejected him;
Jerusalem, for whom he can die!
The shouts redoubled from thousand lips
At the fair sight; the children leaped and sang
Louder hosannas, the clear air was filed
With odor from the trainpled olive leaves
But Jesus wept" The loved disciple
His Masters tear, and closer so his side
He came with yearning looks, and on his neck
The Savior leaned with heavenly tenderness,
And mourned How oft, Jerusalem, would 1
Have gathered You, gathereth hen
Her brood beneath her wings-but ye would not"
He thought not of the death that He should die;
He thought not of the thorns He knew must pierce
His forehead of the buffet on His check
The scourge, the mocking homage, the foul scorn !
Gethsemane stood out before his eye,
Clear in the morning sun and there, He knew,
While they who could not watch with Him one ouH'
Were sleeping He should sweat great drops OF blood,
Praying the cup might pass And Gelgotha
Stood bare and desert by the city wall;
And in its midst, to His prophetic eye,
Rose the rough cross, and its keen agonies
Were nuInberad-ali the nails were in his feet
The Insulting sponge was pressing His lips
The blood and water gushing from his side
The dizzy faintness swimming on his brain.
And while Ills own disciples fed in fear,
A worlds death agonies all mixed in His.
An He forgota all this He only saw
Jerusalem-the chosen-tle loyed--the lost!
He only felt that for her sake His life
Was vainly gwen, and in His plying love
The sf.erHss that would cicthe the heavens in black
Were quite forgotten. Was there ever love
IN earth Heaven equal unto this 3?