| W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895. | | | | Thomas with the Ten | | Herbert Kynaston (1809–1878) |
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O ENTER then the Temple, when | |
| The Lord still passes in; | |
| The one without was first to doubt, | |
| The blessing last to win. | |
| O cruel! must thy hand be thrust | 5 |
| Thy source of Life so near; | |
| Thy Lord assail, hard as the nail, | |
| Unkinder than the spear? | |
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| Yet, see, He comes with Peace again | |
| With only Peace to all; | 10 |
| No breathing now upon the brow | |
| Where soon the fire shall fall: | |
| Scarce will that eye, His wounds descry, | |
| No hand he now extends; | |
| How should that flesh be probed afresh, | 15 |
| Here, in the house of friends? | |
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| So now, thy Lord, thy God confess, | |
| Believe and worship, too, | |
| And first adore,—yet they have more | |
| Who deem the witness true. | 20 |
| Thy faith has seen but what was seen,— | |
| Blest they who still believe | |
| What eye nor ear shall see or hear, | |
| Nor heart of man conceive. | |
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| O, in my body, not in Thine | 25 |
| Lord Jesus let me see | |
| The blessed marks of love divine, | |
| Which Thou hast borne for me; | |
| Compunction sweet on hands and feet, | |
| The pierced, the open heart; | 30 |
| Or e’er, without one faithless doubt, | |
| I see Thee as Thou art. | | | | |
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