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Teacher of teachers! Priest of priests! from thee

The sweet, strong prayer

Must rise, to free

INSTRUCTION—(See EDUCATION.) First Levi, then all Israel, from the snare.

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HEBER.

All other passions have their hour of thinking, Folds his dark wing beneath the ivy shade.
And hear the voice of reason. This alone
Breaks at the first suspicion into phrensy,
And sweeps the soul in tempests.

FRANCIS.

O jealousy! thou bane of pleasing friendship,
Thou worst invader of our tender bosoms!
How does thy rancor poison all our softness,
And turn our gentle natures into bitterness!

ROWE.

O Jealousy! thou merciless destroyer,
More cruel than the grave! what ravages
Does thy wild war make in the noblest
bosoms!

MALLET.

It is jealousy's peculiar nature

O Thou, their Guide, their Father, and their
Lord,

Loved for thy mercies, for thy power adored!
If at thy name the waves forgot their force,
And refluent Jordan sought his trembling

source;

If at thy name like sheep the mountains fled,
And haughty Sirion bowed his marble head;
To Israel's woes a pitying ear incline,
And raise from earth thy long-neglected vine!
HEBER.

They, and they only, among all mankind,
Received the transcript of the Eternal Mind;
Were trusted with his own engraven laws,

To swell small things to great; nay, out of And constituted guardians of his cause;

naught

To conjure much; and then to lose its reason
Amid the hideous phantoms it has formed.
YOUNG.

Theirs were the prophets, theirs the priestly

call,

And theirs, by birth, the Saviour of us all.

COWPER.

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Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thy cross thou bearest Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast, How shall ye flee away and be at rest!

now!

An iron yoke is on thy neck, and blood is on The wild dove hath her nest, the fox his cave, thy brow; Mankind their country; Israel but the grave!

Thy golden crown, the crown of truth, thou didst reject as dross;

BYRON.

And now thy cross is on thee laid-the cres- Lo! Judah's courts in sadness mourn, for

cent is thy cross.

PIERPONT.

For yet the tenfold film shall fall,
O Judah! from thy sight,

And every eye be purged to read

Thy testimonies right;

When thou, with all Messiah's signs
In Christ distinctly seen,
Shall, by Jehovah's nameless name,
Invoke the Nazarene.

CROSWELL.

And throned on her hills sits Jerusalem yet, But with dust on her forehead, and chains on her feet;

For the crown of her pride to the mocker hath

gone,

Judah's rites are stained;

Her shrines with idol incense burn, her altars

are profaned,

Her temple's pride is cast abroad, her priests and virgins fled;

And gone the glory of the Lord, that once was o'er her shed.

ΤΑΡΡΑΝ.

By whom shall Jacob yet arise?
Even by that Power that wakes the dead;
He whom your fathers did despise,

He who for you on Calvary bled,
On Zion shall his ensign spread;
Captives! by all the world enslaved,
Know your Redeemer, and be saved.
MONTGOMERY.

And the holy Shekinah is dark where it Holy and beautiful of old,

shone.

WHITTIER.

There rose the choral hymn of praise,
And trump and timbrel answered keen;
And Zion's daughters poured their lays
With priests' and warriors' voice between.
No portents now our foes amaze;

Forsaken Israel wanders lone;
Our fathers would not know thy ways,
And Thou hast left them to their own.
WALTER SCOTT.

Was Zion midst her princely bowers; Besiegers trembled to behold

Bulwarks that set at naught their powers; Swept from the earth are all her towers; Nor is there-so was she bereftOne stone upon another left.

MONTGOMERY.

O! 'tis a land of kings, of poets, seers,
Wise men and holy, priests and prophets sage,
And the best home of heavenly poesy.

A. C. COXE.

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