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XIII—She stands without, seeking to speak to Him
Without the blessed Mother stands:
She of the loving reverent hands
That wrapt our Lord in swaddling bands:
She of the loving reverent hands
That wrapt our Lord in swaddling bands:
She of the holy brow, the eyes
That saw the light o' the world arise
In her Babe's Face, 'neath Bethlehem's skies:
That saw the light o' the world arise
In her Babe's Face, 'neath Bethlehem's skies:
She who had watched the gates of sense
Expanding fair and, issuing thence,
High wisdom, pure intelligence;
Expanding fair and, issuing thence,
High wisdom, pure intelligence;
Since on her bosom He was laid;
Hers, whom the Word that all things made,
God's Self, implicitly obeyed.
Hers, whom the Word that all things made,
God's Self, implicitly obeyed.
But now, the ministry begun,
That time for evermore is done,
And she who bare the Eternal Son,
That time for evermore is done,
And she who bare the Eternal Son,
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Like any soul that strives to climb
To His obedience' height sublime,
Must stand without and wait His time.
To His obedience' height sublime,
Must stand without and wait His time.
At Cana was the word breathed through
That soul of hers in meekness due,
Whate'er He saith unto you, do;
That soul of hers in meekness due,
Whate'er He saith unto you, do;
But first that word of duteous breath
She spake in holy Nazareth,
God's handmaid she, for life, for death,
She spake in holy Nazareth,
God's handmaid she, for life, for death,
Her will with God's in blest accord—
Unto the handmaid of the Lord
Be it according to thy word.
Unto the handmaid of the Lord
Be it according to thy word.
That self-surrender absolute,
(Faith's holiest flower, Love's fairest fruit,)
That sealed her God's from head to foot,
(Faith's holiest flower, Love's fairest fruit,)
That sealed her God's from head to foot,
Is not annulled: she waiteth meek,
Until the time be come to speak
With her Desire, whom all men seek.
Until the time be come to speak
With her Desire, whom all men seek.
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