Jesu! by that shuddering dread which fell on Thee; Jesu! by that cold dismay which sickened Thee; Jesu! by that pang of heart which thrilled in Thee; Jesu! by that mount of sins which crippled Thee; Jesu! by that sense of guilt which stifled Thee; 840 Jesu! by that innocence which girdled Thee; Jesu! by that sanctity which reigned in Thee; Jesu! by that Godhead which was one with Thee; Jesu! spare these souls which are so dear to Thee, Who in prison, calm and patient, wait for Thee; Hasten, Lord, their hour, and bid them come to Thee, To that glorious Home, where they shall ever gaze on Thee. SOUL I go before my Judge. Ah!... ANGEL ... Praise to His Name! The eager spirit has darted from my hold, 850 And, with the intemperate energy of love, Flies to the dear feet of Emmanuel; But, ere it reach them, the keen sanctity, Which with its effluence, like a glory, clothes And circles round the Crucified, has seized, And scorched, and shrivelled it; and now it lies Passive and still before the awful Throne. O happy, suffering soul! for it is safe, Consumed, yet quickened, by the glance of God. SOUL Take me away, and in the lowest deep[33] 860 There let me be, And there in hope the lone night-watches keep, Told out for me. There, motionless and happy in my pain, Lone, not forlorn,-- There will I sing my sad perpetual strain, Until the morn. There will I sing, and soothe my stricken breast, Which ne'er can cease To throb, and pine, and languish, till possest 870 Of its Sole Peace. There will I sing my absent Lord and Love:-- Take me away, That sooner I may rise, and go above, And see Him in the truth of everlasting day. ß7 ANGEL Now let the golden prison ope its gates, Making sweet music, as each fold revolves Upon its ready hinge. And ye great powers, Angels of Purgatory, receive from me My charge, a precious soul, until the day, 880 When, from all bond and forfeiture released, I shall reclaim it for the courts of light. SOULS IN PURGATORY[34] 1. Lord, Thou hast been our refuge: in every generation; 2. Before the hills were born, and the world was: from age to age Thou art God. 3. Bring us not, Lord, very low: for Thou hast said, Come back again, ye sons of Adam. 4. A thousand years before Thine eyes are but as yesterday: and as a watch of the night which is come and gone. 5. The grass springs up in the morning: at evening-tide it shrivels up and dies. 6. So we fail in Thine anger: and in Thy wrath we are troubled. 7. Thou hast set our sins in Thy sight: and our round of days in the light of Thy countenance. 8. Come back, O Lord! how long: and be entreated for Thy servants. 890