Of giant height, carv'd from basaltic block,
Two snakes the monster bears for arms and hands;
On either side a vulture's wing expands;
The noble face of man its features mock.
Beneath, the fangs of Rattlesnake unlock;
On Tiger's claws the fearful idol stands;
Men's hearts and skull do make his necklace bands;――
Meet ornaments, that ev'ry gazer shock!
Here is the form of true idolatry!
Worship of serpent――vulture――tiger god,――
Curst Lucifer, the rebel flung to hell!
Can Christians to such idol bow the knee?
The idol WAR is such; thus cloth'd, thus shod,
Inwreath'd with skulls, hissing with malice fell!
34. GOD OUR SAFETY. Psalm 91.
Who in the Most High's secret place doth dwell,
Beneath th' Almighty's shadow shall abide.
God is my refuge, where I safe may hide,――
My fortress strong and inaccessible.
From thee the noisome plague he will repel,
And safe from fowler's snare, with skill applied;
Although a thousand fall down at thy side,
No evil shall approach thy house or cell.
His kind, protecting wings o'er thee shall spread;
His truth shall be to thee a brazen shield,
His promise stronger than a tow'r on high;
Of nightly terror be not then afraid,
Nor of the day's swift arrow: 'tis reveal'd,
Thy God, thy trust, shall lift thee to the sky!
35. THE BELIEVER ENCOURAGED.
Pilgrim! do thickest clouds of grief and woe
Shut from thine eye that sweet and heav'nly light,
So lately spread upon thy pathway bright?
Is a dark wing outstretch'd o'er all below?
Fear not: more glorious beams shall surely flow
From fount perennial on thy gladden'd sight.
Thy God is faithful. In his love and might
Thou'rt safe; and naught thy bliss can overthrow.
Gaze now upon the wondrous cross. There hung,――
Victim for sins, which claim'd avenging hell,――
God's own beloved Son in agony:
Then hear the strains in heav'nly arches sung.
Can He, who gave the gift unspeakable,
Deny thee strength, and hope, and light, and joy?
36. ON REV. DR. JOHN CODMAN.
CODMAN, in early paths of life my friend,
When we together walk'd the flow'ry way
Of science, nor from virtue went astray,
Where Charles's stream by Harvard's walls doth wend;
Then woven were the ties, no force can rend――
The ties of Christian love; from day to day
Our constant aim, our constant, firm essay,
God's Truth first known, its dictates to attend.――
Through many a year and many a changing scene
Our early bond unbroken, when at last,
As all thy earthly prospects were o'ercast,
I bid farewell to thee with anguish keen,
Then did'st thou say,――"We meet again above――
This faith I have――where sits ETERNAL LOVE!"
37. NORTHAMPTON GRAVE-YARD.
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