"Rejoice, Jerusalem! thou art redeemed;

      Again thy temple and thy towers arise;

      Heard is the harp of David in thy halls; 1070

      Greater than Solomon's thy wisdom shines.

      "From spirit heights, where thou art beautiful,

      Lamp of the nations, send thy light afar!

      Take on thy new name—One and Pure in Heart!

      For thou shalt see thy God, His presence thine.

      "Time, mighty daughter of Eternity!

      Mother of centuries[5]—seventy, seven-crowned!

      Assemble now thy children at thy side,

      And 'ere thou diest teach them to be one[6].

      Link to its link rebind the broken chain 1080

      Of dispensations, glories, keys, and powers,

      From Adam's fall unto Messiah's reign;

      A thousand years of rest, a day with God,

      While Shiloh reigns[7] and Kolob once revolves.

      "Six days thou, Earth, hast labored[8], and the seventh,

      Thy sabbath, comes apace! Night's sceptre wanes,

      And in the East the silvery Messenger

      Gives silent token of the golden Dawn.

      "Once more the ancient tidings[9] among men!

      Once more the sign and seal of heavenly power! 1090

      Renewal of an endless covenant,

      Elias, restitution, unity!

      "His burden! Hear it, nations! Hear it, isles!

      Ere falls an hour, night's darkest hour of doom.

      The trial ends, the judgment now begins.

      Out, out of her, my people, saith your God!"

      —-

      Who towers aloft, as mountain girt with hills,

      Amid the strength of Ephraim's stalwart sons,

      To trumpet thus the closing acts of time?

      Speak, oracle, what sayest thou of thyself? 1100

      Who art thou, man of might and majesty?

      "Would God I might but tell thee who I am!

      Would God I might but tell thee what I know[10]!"

      Then was he of the Mighty—one with those

      Descended from the Empire of the Sun,

      Adown the glowing stairway of the stars?

      Regnant and ruling ere they left the realms

      Of life supernal, left their sovereign thrones,

      To wander oft as outcasts of mankind,

      Unknown, unhonored, e'en like One who came 1110

      Unto His own, by them spat on and spurned?

      Avails it aught, their name or nation here?

      Their state and standing there, the vital tale.

      Peers of that Empire, nobles of the skies,

      The sceptered satraps of the King of Kings,

      The royal retinue of Him who reigns

      First-born of many brethren—Gibborim[11],

      Great ones worthy the Word[12] that was to come;

      Foreknown, elect, predestined, preordained,

      Sons of the Gods, and saviours of mankind, 1120

      Building the highway for Messiah's feet,

      And wheresoe'er He fareth following.

      I saw in vision such a one descend,

      And garb him in a guise of common clay;

      His glory veiling from the gaze of all,

      Who wist not that a great one walked with men;

      Nor knew it then the soul incarnate there,

      Betwixt the temporal and spirit spheres

      So dense forgetfulness doth intervene;

      Yet learned his truth betime by angel tongues, 1130

      By voice of God, by heavenly whisperings.

      But who remains his mystery to solve,

      His letter to unlock with spirit key?

      The veil to lift by death and silence thrown

      O'er all the splendors of that life sublime?

      Sound, Angel, sound! thou fifth of seven[13], ordained

      To usher in the world-millennials,

      To storm the dungeon doors of history,

      And liberate the thoughts and deeds of men!

      Sound, trump of God! Voice of a thousand years, 1140

      Call of the Christ—His clear familiar tone,

      Heard in the ages and the aeons past,

      Told to the times and worlds that went before;

      Call of the Spirit, answered by the blood,

      Voice of the Shepherd, by the sheep well known.

      A living prophet unto dying time,

      Heralding the Dispensation of the End,

      When Christ once more His vineyard comes to prune,

      When potent weak confound the puny strong,

      Threshing the nations by the Spirit's power, 1150

      Rending the kingdoms with a word of flame;

      That here the Father's work may crown the Son's,

      And earth be joined a holy bride to heaven,

      A queen 'mid queens, crowned, throned, and glorified.

      Wherefore came down this angel of the dawn,

      In strength divine, a stirring role to play

      In time's tense tragedy, whose acts are seven.

      His part to fell the false, replant the true,

      To clear away the wreckage of the past,

      The ashes of its dead and dying creeds, 1160

      And kindle newly on earth's ancient shrine

      The Light that points to Life unerringly;

      Crowning what has been with what now must be;

      A mighty still bespeaking mightier.

      —-

      Earth rose from wintry sleep[14], baptized and cleansed,

      And on her tranquil brow, that seemed to feel

      The holy and confirming hand of Heaven,

      The warm light in a wealth of comfort streamed;

      Nature's great floor green-carpeting anew

      For some glad change, some joyful happening, 1170

      Told in the countless caroling of birds,

      Gilding the foliage, glorying the flowers,

      Mirroring mingled hues of earth and sky.

      Glad happening, in sooth, for ne'er before,

      Since burst the heavens when Judah's star-lit hills

      Heard