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I	A
THE suns of eighteen centuries have shone	B
Since the Redeemer walked with man and made	C
The fisher's boat the cavern's floor of stone	B
And mountain moss a pillow for His head	D
And He who wandered with the peasant Jew	E
And broke with publicans the bread of shame	F
And drank with blessings in His Father's name	F
The water which Samaria's outcast drew	E
Hath now His temples upon every shore	G
Altar and shrine and priest and incense dim	H
Evermore rising with low prayer and hymn	H
From lips which press the temple's marble floor	G
Or kiss the gilded sign of the dread cross He bore	G
II	A
Yet as of old when meekly 'doing good '	I
He fed a blind and selfish multitude	J
And even the poor companions of His lot	K
With their dim earthly vision knew Him not	K
How ill are His high teachings understood	L
Where He hath spoken Liberty the priest	M
At His own altar binds the chain anew	E
Where He hath bidden to Life's equal feast	M
The starving many wait upon the few	E
Where He hath spoken Peace His name hath been	N
The loudest war cry of contending men	O
Priests pale with vigils in His name have blessed	P
The unsheathed sword and laid the spear in rest	P
Wet the war banner with their sacred wine	Q
And crossed its blazon with the holy sign	Q
Yea in His name who bade the erring live	R
And daily taught His lesson to forgive	S
Twisted the cord and edged the murderous steel	T
And with His words of mercy on their lips	U
Hung gloating o'er the pincer's burning grips	U
And the grim horror of the straining wheel	T
Fed the slow flame which gnawed the victim's limb	H
Who saw before his searing eyeballs swim	H
The image of their Christ in cruel zeal	T
Through the black torment smoke held mockingly to him	H
III	A
The blood which mingled with the desert sand	V
And beaded with its red and ghastly dew	E
The vines and olives of the Holy Land	V
The shrieking curses of the hunted Jew	E
The white sown bones of heretics where'er	W
They sank beneath the Crusade's holy spear	X
Goa's dark dungeons Malta's sea washed cell	Y
Where with the hymns the ghostly fathers sung	Z
Mingled the groans by subtle torture wrung	Z
Heaven's anthem blending with the shriek of hell	Y
The midnight of Bartholomew the stake	A2
Of Smithfield and that thrice accursed flame	F
Which Calvin kindled by Geneva's lake	A2
New England's scaffold and the priestly sneer	X
Which mocked its victims in that hour of fear	X
When guilt itself a human tear might claim	F
Bear witness O Thou wronged and merciful One	B2
That Earth's most hateful crimes have in Thy name been done	B2
IV	S
Thank God that I have lived to see the time	C2
When the great truth begins at last to find	D2
An utterance from the deep heart of mankind	D2
Earnest and clear that all Revenge is Crime	C2
That man is holier than a creed that all	E2
Restraint upon him must consult his good	L
Hope's sunshine linger on his prison wall	E2
And Love look in upon his solitude	J
The beautiful lesson which our Saviour taught	F2
Through long dark centuries its way hath wrought	F2
Into the common mind and popular thought	F2
And words to which by Galilee's lake shore	G
The humble fishers listened with hushed oar	G
Have found an echo in the general heart	G2
And of the public faith become a living part	G2
V	S
Who shall arrest this tendency Bring back	H2
The cells of Venice and the bigot's rack	H2
Harden the softening human heart again	O
To cold indifference to a brother's pain	I2
Ye most unhappy men who turned away	J2
From the mild sunshine of the Gospel day	J2
Grope in the shadows of Man's twilight time	C2
What mean ye that with ghoul like zest ye brood	J
O'er those foul altars streaming with warm blood	K2
Permitted in another age and clime	C2
Why cite that law with which the bigot Jew	E
Rebuked the Pagan's mercy when he knew	E
No evil in the Just One Wherefore turn	L2
To the dark cruel past Can ye not learn	L2
From the pure Teacher's life how mildly free	S
Is the great Gospel of Humanity	S
The Flamen's knife is bloodless and no more	G
Mexitli's altars soak with human gore	G
No more the ghastly sacrifices smoke	M2
Through the green arches of the Druid's oak	M2
And ye of milder faith with your high claim	C2
Of prophet utterance in the Holiest name	C2
Will ye become the Druids of our time	C2
Set up your scaffold altars in our land	V
And consecrators of Law's darkest crime	C2
Urge to its loathsome work the hangman's hand	V
Beware lest human nature roused at last	N2
From its peeled shoulder your encumbrance cast	N2
And sick to loathing of your cry for blood	K2
Rank ye with those who led their victims round	O2
The Celt's red altar and the Indian's mound	O2
Abhorred of Earth and Heaven a pagan brotherhood	L

John Greenleaf Whittier

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