January 17

FOR the glory and passion of this midnight, I praise Thy name, I give Thee thanks, O Christ!

Thou that hast neither failed me nor forsaken, Through these hard hours with victory overpriced; Now that I too of Thy passion have partaken, For the world's sake called, elected, sacrificed.

Thou wast alone through Thy redemption vigil, Thy friends had fled;

The angel at the garden from Thee parted, And solitude instead,

More than the scourge, or Cross, O tender-hearted, Under the crown of thorns bowed down Thy head.

But I, amid the torture and the taunting, I have had Thee!

Thy hand was holding my hand fast and faster, Thy voice was close to me,

And glorious eyes said, "Follow me, thy Master, Smile as I smile thy faithfulness to see."

HARRIET ELEANOR HAMILTON KING

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