W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895.
John Baptizing Christ
From the Parisian BreviaryW
Yea, He who washes souls with living fires
More pure than liquid lightnings, He requires
And bears the cleansing river from thy hands.
He bow’d His head, before thee all unmeet
To take the sandals from His sacred feet,
Before thee bow’d His more than holy head!
There hovers now a brightly-glowing cloud;
The unutterable voice is heard aloud,
The awful Three in One, below, above.
Of justice, and, the flag of peace unfurl’d,
The victim come to cleanse the guilty world,—
To point out the unspotted Lamb of God.
Didst hasten, like the star before the day,
Willing thyself to vanish hence away,—
’Tis meet that thou depart, and He increase.
Bear witness,—one thing yet to thee remains,
Boldly the truth to speak, and bear the chains,
And go before thy Lord in murderous death.
The eternal Father, and the eternal Son,
And the eternal Spirit, Three in One,
Whom Heaven and earth adore, sole God and King.