SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. JOHN 1. THE Lord will come! the earth shall quake, And, withering, from the vault of night The Lord will come! but not the same The bruis'd, the suffering, and the dead. The Lord will come! a dreadful form, Can this be He who wont to stray Go, tyrants! to the rocks complain ! SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. LUKE XXI. IN the sun and moon and stars Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, Toss'd with stronger tempests, rise: Darker storms the mountain sweep, Redder lightning rend the skies. Evil thoughts shall shake the proud, And amid the thunder cloud Shall the Judge of men appear. But though from that awful face Heaven shall fade and earth shall fly, Fear not ye, his chosen race, Your redemption draweth nigh! THIRD SUNDAY IN ADVENT. MATT. XI. Oн, Saviour, is thy promise fled? Come, Jesus! come! return again; A feeble race, by passion driven, In darkness and in doubt we roam, And lift our anxious eyes to Heaven, Our hope, our harbour, and our home! Yet 'mid the wild and wint'ry gale, When Death rides darkly o'er the sea, And strength and earthly daring fail, Our prayers, Redeemer ! rest on Thee! |