W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895.
Christ retiring to BethanyArthur Middlemore Morgan
‘He went out of the city into Bethany; and He lodged there.’—M
Ill words, revealing ambushed enemy;
Crowned ere My hour with souls who mine would be,
I work all day the city walls within.
But when the sun sets and the stars begin
To light His path Who taught their orbs to glow,
I pass the gates; I leave the strife and din,
And to my friends beneath the hill I go;
One whom I wakened from his four-day sleeping,
One whom I raised from sev’nfold death, and one
Who household vigils round the Master keeping
Leaves not her sister now to list alone.
Sweet human love! I taste thy joys at even,
At dawn I go away to make them heaven.