The history of The Old Testament In verse With One Hundred and Eighty sculptures: In Two Volumes. Vol. I. From the Creation to the Revolt of the Ten Tribes from the House of David. Vol. II. From that Revolt to the End of the Prophets. Written by Samuel Wesley ... The Cuts done by J. Sturt |
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 | The history of The Old Testament In verse |  |
CCLXIV. HAGGAI.
Haggai
inspir'd, his Message thus begun,
To great Zerubbabel, Salathiel's Son;
Who Judah's princely Lion firmly bore,
And Joshua who the sacred Miter wore.
To great Zerubbabel, Salathiel's Son;
Who Judah's princely Lion firmly bore,
And Joshua who the sacred Miter wore.
Thus saith the Lord!—How long with base Delay,
How long will this unthankful People say,
'Tis yet too soon, the Temple yet may stay:
Why shou'd such needless Haste and Care be shown,
To build the House of God, when scarcely built our own?
How long will this unthankful People say,
'Tis yet too soon, the Temple yet may stay:
Why shou'd such needless Haste and Care be shown,
To build the House of God, when scarcely built our own?
And is it Time for you with impious Pride,
In Houses floor'd with Cedar to reside,
While God's bless'd House neglected lies, and waste,
Its ancient Honours in the Dust defac'd?
In Houses floor'd with Cedar to reside,
While God's bless'd House neglected lies, and waste,
Its ancient Honours in the Dust defac'd?
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Thus saith the Lord—upon your Ways reflect,
And count the Gains of your profane Neglect!
Much have ye sown with unavailing Toil,
For all is lost on an ungrateful Soil:
You eat, but still desire, your Food accurs'd,
You drink in vain, for still you gasp for Thirst:
Nor Cloaths nor Wages usual Succour grant,
For still unwarm'd, unbless'd you pine and want:
The wrathful Heav'ns deny refreshing Dews,
While Earth does her expected Fruit refuse:
I call'd a Drought to plague the guilty Land,
It heard, it came with speed at my Command:
It came, the grassy Spires no more adorn
The blasted Hills, the Wine, and Oil, and Corn;
And Beasts, and Men, and thirsty Earth in vain,
Look up to angry Heav'n, and gasp for Rain.
And count the Gains of your profane Neglect!
Much have ye sown with unavailing Toil,
For all is lost on an ungrateful Soil:
You eat, but still desire, your Food accurs'd,
You drink in vain, for still you gasp for Thirst:
Nor Cloaths nor Wages usual Succour grant,
For still unwarm'd, unbless'd you pine and want:
The wrathful Heav'ns deny refreshing Dews,
While Earth does her expected Fruit refuse:
I call'd a Drought to plague the guilty Land,
It heard, it came with speed at my Command:
It came, the grassy Spires no more adorn
The blasted Hills, the Wine, and Oil, and Corn;
And Beasts, and Men, and thirsty Earth in vain,
Look up to angry Heav'n, and gasp for Rain.
Ye, who in fair Jerusalem reside,
Ascend your Olive-bearing Mountains side!
Hew down the Pines, and with repeated Strokes,
Th'eternal Cedars fell, and aged Oaks:
Late, tho' it be, my slighted House repair,
And I agen will place my Glory there.
Once more I'll shake this universal Frame,
As when the Law from trembling Sinai came:
This House, tho' there no Gold or Silver shine,
This House shall, Solomon! out-rival thine,
Adorn'd by me with Glories more divine:
The PRINCE OF PEACE shall to his House repair,
And longing Nations see the Great Messiah there.
Ascend your Olive-bearing Mountains side!
Hew down the Pines, and with repeated Strokes,
Th'eternal Cedars fell, and aged Oaks:
Late, tho' it be, my slighted House repair,
And I agen will place my Glory there.
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As when the Law from trembling Sinai came:
This House, tho' there no Gold or Silver shine,
This House shall, Solomon! out-rival thine,
Adorn'd by me with Glories more divine:
The PRINCE OF PEACE shall to his House repair,
And longing Nations see the Great Messiah there.
| The history of The Old Testament In verse | |