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Were not its guardian bands around them then In desert weird and wild? WERE NOT ITS GUARDIAN BANDS AROUND THEM THEN IN DESERT WEIRD AND WILD
take The lad, and stand him on his feet. I'll make Of him a nation great." Her eyes were opened; And she saw a well, from which with joyful haste She filled her flask and gave the weakling lad A draught which gave him back to health And life again. Water!--a type of Christ, God's son, that whosoever will may drink That everflowing stream of love and live Eternally! The angel's prophecy foretold Those countless hordes, those tented caravans, Whose graceful steeds have plied through centuries past Those barren, trackless wastes; some of the men Who, Egypt-bound with spicery and balm, Halted beside the lonely pit, and bartered there For that young lad whose coat dyed in the blood Of kids, made Jacob with wild agony exclaim, "This is my Joseph's coat! He has, no doubt, Been rent in twain by beasts!" The wanderers soon Lay down to rest, 'neath starry skies to wait Another dawn, and on the mother's face There must have been a light of joy divine; For had she not held intercourse with Heaven? T AILETH THEE O HAGAR RISE AND TAKE THE LAD AND STAND HIM ON HIS FEET I'LL MAKE OF HIM A NATION GREAT HER EYES WERE OPENED AND SHE SAW A WELL FROM WHICH WITH JOYFUL HASTE SHE FILLED HER FLASK AND GAVE THE WEAKLING LAD A DRAUGHT WHICH GAVE HIM BACK TO HEALTH AND LIFE AGAIN WATER A TYPE OF CHRIST GOD'S SON THAT WHOSOEVER WILL MAY DRINK THAT EVER FLOWING STREAM OF LOVE AND LIVE ETERNALLY THE ANGELS PROPHECY FORETOLD THOSE COUNTLESS HORDES THOSE TAINTED CARAVANS WHOSE GRACEFUL STEEDS HAVE PLIED THROUGH CENTURIES PAST THOSE BARREN TRACKLESS WASTES SOME OF THE MEN WHO EGYPT BOUND WITH SPICERY AND BALM HALTED BESIDE THE LONELY PIT AND BARTERED THERE FOR THAT YOUNG LAD WHOSE COAT DIED IN THE BLOOD OF KIDS MADE JACOB WITH WILD AGONY EXCLAIM THIS IS MY JOSEPH'S COAT HE HAS NO DOUBT BEEN RENT IN TWAIN BY BEASTS THE WANDERERS SOON LAY DOWN TO REST NEATH STARRY SKIES TO WAIT ANOTHER DAWN AND ON THE MOTHER'S FACE THERE MUST HAVE BEEN A LIGHT OF JOY DIVINE FOR HAD SHE NOT HELD INTERCOURSE WITH HEAVEN
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