True the report that reached my far-off land Of all His wisdom and transcendent fame; Yet I believed not until I came,-- Bowed to the dust till raised by royal hand. The half was never told by mortal word; My King exceeded all the fame that I had heard! Oh, happy are His servants! happy they Who stand continually before His face, Ready to do His will of wisest grace! My King! is mine such blessedness to-day? For I too hear Thy wisdom, line by line, Thy ever brightening words in holy radiance shine. Oh, blessed be the Lord thy God, who set Our King upon His throne! Divine delight In the Beloved crowning Thee with might, Honour, and majesty supreme; and yet The strange and Godlike secret opening thus,-- The kingship of His Christ ordained through love to us! What shall I render to my glorious King? I have but that which I receive from Thee; And what I give, Thou givest back to me, Transmuted by Thy touch; each worthless thing Changed to the preciousness of gem or gold, And by Thy blessing multiplied a thousand fold. All my desire Thou grantest, whatsoe'er I ask! Was ever mythic tale or dream So bold as this reality,--this stream Of boundless blessings flowing full and free? Yet more than I have thought or asked of Thee, Out of Thy royal bounty still Thou givest me. Now I will turn to my own land, and tell What I myself have seen and heard of Thee. And give Thine own sweet message, 'Come and see!' And yet in heart and mind for ever dwell With Thee, my King of Peace, in loyal rest, Within the fair pavilion of Thy presence blest. 'Surely in what place my Lord the King shall be, whether in death or life, even there also will thy servant be.'--2 _Sam._ xv. 21. 'Where I am, there shall also my servant be.'--_John_ xii. 26. The Two Paths. Via Dolorosa and Via Giojosa. [_Suggested by a Picture._]