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The angels stood in the court of the King	B
And into the midst through the open door	C
Weeping came one whose broken wing	B
Piteously trailed on the golden floor	C
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Angel was she and woman and dove	D
Dove and angel all womanly blent	E
With the virginal charm that is worshipped of love	D
On the hither side of the firmament	E
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Where a rainbow hideth the holiest place	F
Thither she moved and there she kneeled	E
And fain with her wings would have veiled her face	F
Ere the bow should be lifted and God revealed	E
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'Tis the angels' wont and afresh she wept	E
As with maim d pinion she strove in vain	G
And tremor on tremor convulsively swept	E
O'er her plumes in a shuddering iris of pain	G
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And the angels who dwell from sorrow remote	E
Gazed on her woe as a marvellous thing	B
For they wist but of pain from its echoes that float	E
In the strange new songs that the ransomed sing	B
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Sister at length said a shining one	H
To whom earth's doves for a care were given	H
What hast thou done or left undone	H
That grief through thee should be known in heaven	H
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When together for joy the angels sang	I
Calling the new made world to rejoice	J
Sweeter than all hosannas that rang	I
Was the trembling rapture that thrilled thy voice	J
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For thine was the grace to minister there	K
Oh favoured child of the heavenly host	E
To the sacred and lovely lives that wear	K
The mystic shape of the Holy Ghost	E
And we marked thy flight as the flight of a dove	D
Till the luminous vapours around thee curled	E
And we said She is glad in her errand of love	D
To the happy glades of the new born world	E
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And now thou returnest woe stricken as one	H
That hath fallen from grace and is unforgiven	H
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What hast thou done or left undone	H
That grief through thee should be known in heaven	H
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Faint was her voice as an echo heard	E
From the past by the soul in dreamful mood	E
Sweet and sad as the plaint of a bird	E
Mourning forlorn in solitude	E
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I tended my doves she said through her tears	L
By day and by night in storm and calm	M
Happily flew the uncounted years	N
In bowers of myrtle and groves of palm	M
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Many alas were the beautiful dead	E
But the life of the race was always new	O
For ever ere one generation fled	E
Out of its love another grew	O
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And many a dove for man's sake died	E
Noted in heaven with none offence	N
Save when the heart of the cruel took pride	E
In slaying the witness of innocence	N
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When countless seasons had come and gone	P
Come and gone as a happy dream	Q
One noon of summer I lingered upon	R
The eastward marge of a sacred stream	Q
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And lo 'mid a crowd on the further side	E
That stood in the stream or knelt on the sod	E
I saw though a veil of flesh did hide	E
The splendour of Godhead the Son of God	E
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And ev'n as I gazed the azure above	D
Burst into glory that dimmed the sun	H
And the Spirit of God in the form of a dove	D
I saw descend on the Holy One	H
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I deemed that my task was over then	S
'Tis the dawn I said of the reign of love	D
Henceforth my doves will be safe with men	S
Since God hath hallowed the form of the dove	D
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Then I soared aloft but again returned	E
For I said in my heart I will not cease	N
From my care till man from His lips hath learned	E
That the birds have a share in the Gospel of Peace	N
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And it chanced on a day in the soft springtide	E
When birds were joyous and love was sweet	E
I saw the Lord on a mountain side	E
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And with Him were twelve who sat at His feet	E
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And I heard Him say Not a sparrow doth fall	T
To the ground but your Father taketh note	E
Then all the air grew musical	U
And song awoke in each warbling throat	E
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For into bird music the message passed	E
And from choir to choir in melody ran	V
And I said My mission is over at last	E
Farewell my doves Ye are safe with man	V
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Weeping yet gladsome I soared aloft	E
Being fain of the glories of other spheres	N
Whose beckoning lustre had lured me oft	E
In starry midnights of bygone years	N
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And on seas of ether and isles of light	E
Through ages of joy I floated or trod	E
Till I chanced on an angel in upward flight	E
Bearing an infant home to God	E
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And a waft of earth from the flowers that lay	W
On the young dead breast came sweet and faint	E
And again dream echoed from far away	W
I heard in the woodlands the turtle's plaint	E
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For memory woke at the flowers' sweet breath	X
And my spirit yearned to the earth again	S
And I cried Canst thou tell oh angel of death	X
How fare my doves at the hands of men	S
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Sad is their lot the angel sighed	E
For the pleasure of man they suffer pain	G
And the heart of the cruel taketh pride	E
To slay thy doves and to number the slain	G
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I knew no more till the vapours of earth	Y
Clung to my wings and a pealing sound	E
Smote on mine ear and voices of mirth	Y
And beneath me a dove fell dead to the ground	E
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Leave me with God for ye cannot know	Z
How death takes shape in the human hand	E
Nor the subtle devices that work for woe	Z
But the Lord will hear and will understand	E
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And if as I clove my unseen way	W
Between my doves and the deadly rain	G
It was given unto me to become as they	W
To share their wounds and to know their pain	G
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Surely the rather will God give ear	A2
To one who knoweth what He hath known	B2
Surely the rather will Jesus hear	A2
Who suffered as I for love of His own	B2
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Can it be that the great Lord doth not know	Z
How Christ is needed on earth again	S
Rise lingering curtain that I may show	Z
The wounds of my doves and may pray for men	S
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Slowly the rainbow rose parting in twain	G
And lo in the midst of the throne of love	D
There stood a Lamb as it had been slain	G
And over the throne there brooded a Dove	D

James Brunton Stephens

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