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Who sentest valiant Joshua to the field,
CHORUS OF JEWS.
What ailed thee, that thou stood'st still,
Dan. O Thou ! who, when thy discontented host, Tir'd of Jehovah's rule, desir'd a king, In anger gav’st them Saul; and then again Didst wrest the regal sceptre from his hand To give it David - David best belor'd!
Illustrious Darid! poet. prophet, king:
CHORUS OF JIWS.
Thy far fam'd temple's now no more!
Ne'er did Barbaric kings behold, With all their shining gems, their burnish'd gold,
A fane so perfect, bright, and fair; For God himself was wont t' inhabit there.
Between the cherubim his glory stood, While the high-priest alone the dazzling splendour
How fondly did the Tyrian artist strive
His name to latest times should live! Such wealth the stranger wonder'd to behold: Gold were the tablets, and the vases gold.
Of cedar such an ample store, Exhausted Lebanon could yield no more. Bending before the Ruler of the sky,
Well might the royal founder cry, Fillid with a holy dread, a rev'rend fear, Will God in very deed inhabit here?
The heav'n of heav'ns beneath his feet, Is for the bright inhabitant unmeet:
Archangels prostrate wait his high commands, And will he deign to dwell in temples made with
Dan. Yes, Thou art ever present, Pow'r Supreme ! Not circumscrib'd by time, nor fix'd to space, Confin’d to altars, nor to temples bound. In wealth, in want, in freedom, or in chains, In dungeons, or on thrones, the faithful find thee! E'en in the burning cauldron thou wast near To Shadrach and the holy brotherhood : The unhurt martyrs bless'd thee in the flames; They sought and found Thee; call’d, and Thou wast
there. 1st Jew. How chang'd our state ! Judah, thy glory's
'Tis Heav'n's high will.
Forget, with sounds symphonious, to accord
Ist Jew. Oft on Euphrates' ever verdant banks,
Oh! I would dare yon den of hungry lions,
1st Jew. Prophet, thy words support
Behold yon palace; There proud Belshazzar keeps his wanton court! I knew it once beneath another lord, His grandsire *, who subdu'd Jehoiachin, And hither brought sad Judah's captive tribes : And with them brought the rich and precious relics Of our fam’d Temple; all the holy treasure, The golden vases, and the sacred cups, Which grac'd, in happier times, the sanctuary. 2d Jew. May He, to whose blest use they were
devoted, Preserve them from pollution; and once more, In his own gracious time, restore the Temple !
Dan. I, with some favour'd youths of Jewish race, Was lodg’d in the king's palace, and instructed In all the various learning of the East ; But He, on whose great name our fathers call’d, Preserv'd us from the perils of a court, Warn'd us to guard our youthful appetites, And still with holy fortitude reject The pamp'ring viands luxury presented; Fell luxury! more perilous to youth Than storms or quicksands, poverty or chains.