. Zigzag journeys in the Levant, with a Talmudist story-teller : a spring trip of the Zigzag club through Egypt and the Holy Land . is the Lord of hosts :The whole earth is full of his glory. The posts of the door movedAt the voice of him that cried,And the house was filled with smoke. Then said I, Woe is me!For I am undone; becauseI am a man of unclean lips, And I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips;For mine eyes have seen the King,The Lord of hosts. 250 ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IX THE Then flew one of the seraphims unto me,Having a live coal in his hand,Which he had taken witli th
. Zigzag journeys in the Levant, with a Talmudist story-teller : a spring trip of the Zigzag club through Egypt and the Holy Land . is the Lord of hosts :The whole earth is full of his glory. The posts of the door movedAt the voice of him that cried,And the house was filled with smoke. Then said I, Woe is me!For I am undone; becauseI am a man of unclean lips, And I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips;For mine eyes have seen the King,The Lord of hosts. 250 ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IX THE Then flew one of the seraphims unto me,Having a live coal in his hand,Which he had taken witli the tongsFrom otT the altar : And he laid it upon my mouth, and said,Lo, tills hath touched tliy lips ;And thine iniquity is taken away,And thy sin purged. Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying,Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?Then said I,Here am I ; send me. The last visit of the company was to the church on the Mountof Olives, erected on the supposed spot where the Saviour ascendedinto heaven. Here was shown a stone with a fissure, from which itwas claimed that the Saviour left the earth. The site may be that of. THE CASTLE OF DAVID, AM) JAFFA the Ascension, but the stone is doubtless an imposture. It is notimportant. It was not sites or holy places, but the descent of theHoly Spirit, that was to be the great fact of the Gospel, and the groundof faith in the Church. EVEN UNTO BETHLEHEM: THE PROPHETS OF JUDAH. DAVID. The night is still; The oak of Mamre like a giant stands In the pale moon, and cool airs come from liills Mantled with olive gardens and the palm. I amThe youngest of my fathers sons — David —And the beloved oft am called. I was born,Like Isaac, out of time; and, as the childOf his old age, my fathers best affectionsChng to me ; and here, near Hebrons sheepcotes,Where Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, led their flocks, 251
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