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The sacrifice

in Kilmister, Amarita Bernice James Campbell
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Copyright 1909 by Amarita B: Campbell

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Mary, the Mother of Jesus 9

Bethlehem 18

The Nativity 22

The Refugee 31

The Temptation 37

The Twelve Selected 50

The Sermon Wonderful 58

Some of the Miracles, Parables and Admonitions

of the Christ 64

The Transfiguration of Jesus 74

Cleansing of the Evil Woman 78

Jerusalem 83

The World's Most Remarkable Feast 96

The Betrayal 103

The Death of Jesus, the Christ Ill

The Resurrection 118

The Sacrifice 125

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Our Lord and Savior Frontispiece — 1**

The Blessed Virgin 10

A Scene in the Manger 26*Vv\^

The Mother and Child SO-'V 1 ^

The Rest in Egypt 86

Nazareth, the Home of Jesus 40>w

The Lake of Galilee 50

Christ Healing the Sick 66

The Transfiguration 76

A Penitent Woman 82

Jerusalem 92 *$vw*

The Last Supper , 100 ">n/w^

A Cross and a Crown 116

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Behold a virgin shall conceive and bear a Son, and
his name shall be called Immanuel.


BENEATH soft oriental skies
There rests a village old and gray;
The plateau whereupon it stands
Exhibits much of time's decay.
Yet see we it as table spread
To serve the fifteen hoary hills
That sit about it with their feet
All deeply pressed in cooling rills.

In days agone that table bore
A wealth of nature's products rare
In golden grain, in fruit and flow'r;
But soon, ah, soon was ruin there
"When gods withdrew their sanctioning:
And now is Nazareth abased!
Now doth her fields no longer bloom. —
And are her garden spots laid waste,
Till far and near the eye may see
But field untitled, but sky that frowns
Upon her hopeless misery!

'Twas in the dim evanished age, —
Before our era was begun —
There lived in Nazareth a maid,
Descended from king Solomon:
A child of longs, yet lowly was

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The daily life of princess fair;
With sign of coronet on brow
And on her shoulders weighty care,
( — A fitting mother then was she
To Him who humbly, freely gave
Himself to calumny and shame,
The burdened human soul to save — )
For tender was her age when she
Was willing handmaid of her God:
Through years upon those temple floors
Her busy, youthful feet had trod
In patient, happy servitude;
Or there or in her humble cot
Sweet dignity had marked her life; —
Vain, worldly thoughts assailing not,
And none save kindly words and deeds
Filling her hours each passing day,—
Her mind and heart too occupied
To loiter with the thoughtless gay.

So Mary lived in quietude,
With nature and her spirit's Guide, —
An Angel's wisdom for her spread
In open scrolls on every side.

In every rock and tree and stream,
In every lily, every reed —
In ivy, rose and cyctarfien,
In grass and grain she found some need
Of her true heart sustained and fed;
Trod she the earth and yet was led

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The Blessed Virgin

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The gross of earth to live above; —
The air was filled with whisperings
Which told her of her Father's love;
The sunshine was that Father's smile,
The state His sympathizing eyes;
The song of birds his tender voice
Descended from the azure skies.

Now when the virgin reached the age
At which those maids were wont to wed,
A spouse was chosen by the priests; —
A righteous man of hoary head —
And with some friends did tylary go
To dwell within his humble cot,
Among those children bo^ of wife
Then long deceased; yet time was not
When Mary should be wife indeed!

So passed the time serenely on
To meet their courtship's simple end;
And Mary, did she dwell upon
The coming of that hour when she
Would share a husband's joy and pain,
Or rose her daily thoughts and p$ay'rs
To a lpftier, sweeter vein?


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'Twas spring! and every bright-hued bird
With voice or shrill, or pure and sweet,
Was piping forth in Nazareth
The new-born beautiful to greet;
The tender little plants in beds
Were tucked up snugly 'neath the ground;
But like to restless man were they
Till open gates they all had found,
Then trooped they forth in myriads,
To lift on high each tiny head,
To stretch to utmost each small form
Till seemed last night's poor little bed
Undecorate, a narrow cell.

And mother Nature seeing them
Thus running wild, had thought it well
To glorify the world with gay
And lovely blossoms, rarely found,
Save in the joyous light of day;
So buds burst forth to leaf and bloom; —
The brown earth changed her gown to green,
While rain and sun both nourished till
The whole became a brilliant scene.

Aroused when saw they all these things,
The lark and bulbul, kite and dove,
In every tree top, every thorn
Forthwith began to make fond love;
To pair and build beneath the eaves

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Or round about fair Nazareth.

The bee from winter sleep awaked,

To stretch his legs and take a breath

Of honeyed air, the while that he

Drew plans for hivings hundred-roomed;

The farmer sharpened well the plow,

And well the horned steed was groomed,

As joyously he set him forth

To cultivate the mellow field,

And in his mind huge graneries

Were planned to hold the wondrous yield.

And then did Mary-gentle maid —
About her duties joy to see
The plowman busy in the field,
The nesting bird, the hiving bee,
And all God's creatures everywhere
To him do homage willingly.


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'Twas morn! and as the rising stm
Illumined hill and flow'ry dale,
An Angel, messenger of God
Said to the virgin: "Mary, hail!
Most blessed thou of all thy sex,
And blessed He whom thou shaft bear!"
Then bade he call the little Child
By name Gf Jesus, taking care
To speak of Him as Son of God;
And telling her how He should be
The King of Jacob's ancient house,
E'er ruling it successfully.
Then answered Mary when she heard,
"Behold the handmaid of the Lord!
Be it to me as in thy word!"

With gladness set she forth at once
From home and friends in Nazareth,
To seek among the far off hills
Her cousin, wise Elizabeth:
And though the road was brown and bare,
Her feet had scarcely left their tracks
Ere scented lilies blossomed there.
Nor desert sands nor hurricane,
Nor prowling beast, which lurked anear,
Nor burning sun, nor darkened night
Brought her of weariness or fear;
And no one crossed her lonely path —
No prying voice, no eager eyes,

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Had sought to question or disturb
That bride of Heaven in earthly guise!


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When Mary reached Elizabeth
And told to her the mystery.
Not one with dark suspicion's tongue
Had questioned yet her purity:
And was that matron filled with joy
When maiden Mary sought her side
To make of her a confidant.

"And whence is this to me/' she cried
"That my Lord's mother come to me?"
Blessed is she that hath believed!
To her fulfilled the prophecy
Of many ancient Jewish seers !'

'Blessed indeed, 'the maiden said,
'O, I will magnify the Lord,
For in His mercy He hath led
My feet in paths of righteousness;
Hath blest His servant Israel, —
The lowly raised, the high put down —
My soul rejoiceth! It is well.'

Beneath her faithful cousin's roof,
Amid surroundings fair and meet,
In mountain fastness did the maid
But wish a quiet, safe retreat;
Yet all the world was not so kind
As was the fair Elizabeth,
Since when the virgin's state was known

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To evil minds in Nazareth, —
'Twas but a time they whispered it,
Then eagerly the 'priests were sought,
And in their ears was poured such tale,
The gentle Mary soon was brought
Before them that she might be judged;
And yet so strong was her defense,
Not one who heard would dare condemn; —
Then shielded by her innocence
She passed remaining months away,
— Within her aged guardian's home, —
Until there came the Natal day.

O, sweetest flower of womanhood!
The rose without the thorn to vex;
The incense-breathing lotus bloom, —
The fairest lily of thy sex:
And so as it was prophesied,
Each separate nation, near and far,
Doth bless thee that thou gavest it
Emmanuel, The Morning Star!


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And thou Bethlehem, in the land of Jvdah, art not
the least among the princes of Juda; For out of thee
shall come a Governor, that shall rule my people Israel.

AMONG Judean hills lies Bethlehem, —
Built anciently by sons of dark-hued Shem!
Fair, obscure village named "The House of
Bread. "
Whence sprang the food by which man's soul is fed!
In those far times a busy, thriving place,
— The health resort of all the Jewish race —
So situated that the country lay
Outstretched a gorgeous picture to display.

Far eastward rose the purple Moab's breast,
And visible the sea unto the west;
While just at hand the rose-wreathed spring and pool
Refreshed the toiler with their waters cool;
There fig and olive and the stately palms
All flourished as when David wrote his Psalms.

The stranger marked how populous the land,
As to and fro the throngs on every hand
O'er-crowded field and path and avenue,
To gay bazaar from where the harvest grew,
Till as mere ants, which carry here and there,
Looked all the lines on distant thoroughfare;
And then the hills were freckled o'er with flocks,
As teemed the mountains with their native rocks;


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While brilliant stars were far more thickly strewn
Across those skies than otherwhere, the noon
— With its unclouded wealth of eastern light — ,
Was scarcely more illumined than the night.

There every thicket rustled loud with life.
Of beast and bird and insect locked in strife:
The fly dined on the gnat and as he flew
Away with sated maw, the spider threw
A web across his path and feasted too!
The hop-toad found the spider easy prey,
Yet oft himself the food for snake which lay
Unseen along the path; the fisher bird
Hung watchful o'er the pool for fin which stirred
The shining depths; and eye of eagle bold
Sought out the choicest lamb in near by fold.
While lion, lord of all, raged plain and slope,
Tracking in stealth the spotted antelope.

Now on the day I would recall to you
Fair Bethlehem with her enticing view.
The crisp north winds among her cedars blew,
And steadily was thronging therea-bout
A varied and an on-increasing rout,
As scattered children of the warrior king
Were meeting there the yearly tax to bring; —
There, such had been the mighty Ceasar's word,
Should all of David's line be registered.

And where the throngs assembled there would be
All sorts of barter, sale and trickery;


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Hence round about the public lodging place,
Was seen the dress of many a foreign race:
With Cypriote there passed the learned Greek,
And Ind salaamed with Egypt to the sheik;
The brazen helmet and the coat of mail
Walked side by side with worshiper of Baal,
Unmindful that the time and that the place
To spring the Savior of the human race.

One man there was — a sturdy Nazarite —
Whose eyes grew anxious with the coming night; —
Not fearful for himself but troubled lest
His gentle ward should find no place of rest;
For they had toiled through vale, o'er mountain side
— Picking their way mid dust and stony slide —
On weary feet or on a donkey's back
From distant home with one small trav'lling pack;
And when they reached the welcome Bethl'em gate
They felt December's chill; the hour was late
And Joseph worried o'er the maiden's state:
So youthful she, perchance not yet fifteen,
With hazel eyes and hair of golden sheen;
Sweet eyes that looked afar to misty blue
As though they fain would pierce its curtain through,
To find beyond the turquoise that One face
Which left within her heart no vacant place.

Now did this twain — late in from Galilee —
Show by their dress, a life of poverty:
But village carpenter, this Joseph grew
Embarrassed by the throngs he wandered through,


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Yet sought he steadily about the mean

And crowded town for comfortments terrene.

When sore and weary, did he find at last
A sheltered spot — despite the concourse vast —
Upon a cavern floor, in neighb'ring bluff,
— Where all surroundings were but rude and rough,-
Yet more than satisfied these two that they
Might safely rest where David's sheep once lay.


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The people that walked in darkness have seen a great
light: they thai dwell in the land of the shadow of death
upon them has the light shined.

WHERE rosy — fingered dawn caressed the land
With gentler touch than could a fairy's wand,
Where restful shades and softly cooling breeze
Are found at noontide neath great olive trees,
And where the sun — at day's evanishment —
O'er all that scene a blaze of glory sent,
Till nature's blandishments like cupid darts
Had swept and penetrated human hearts,
And made poetic spirits there to feel
Job's holy inspiration o'er them steal, —
'Tis there the Christian heart with none of doubt.
Is led to search a common manger out;
A lowly stall of ancient Bethlehem,
Wherein was found to them a precious Gem;
That Jewel cradled there, in barley straw,
Yet Gift which had not in it trace of flaw!

Now round that village on the neighb'ring wold
There dwelt the native herdsmen with his fold;
Ay, from Beersheba to the plains of Dan,
Was found unfurled the flag of mighty Pan,
To guard those sons of Juda, ever known
As sturdy as the trees with which they'd grown;
Their only roof the starry, azure sky
Which did the jeweled domes of kings outvie,


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Their rugs the grass, with broidery of dew
Than which a sheik's were not desired in lieu;
Their strength, the wine of life without its lees, —
Their bed the twigs with coverlet of breeze!

The year I would impress upon your mind
Was not we learn the ordinary kind;
For tardy winter rains and shining dew,
Had fed the earth, until there sparsely grew
A luscious native grass, and all the plain
Was dotted with the browsing fold again.

It seemeth though, since many men kept guard
On many folds that spring, 'twere truly hard
So few were summoned there to hear and see
The sounds and sights of earth's sweet mystery. —
Perchance those shepherds though, were they who kept
The fold for sacrifice, and therefore slept
Upon that plain, beneath the midnight sky,
To ever be the smoking alter nigh.

Howe'er it be, one night, with all asleep,
Save he who did the shepherd's vigil keep —
There fell athwart that fair Judean sky
A light so brilliant, each poor, drowsy eye
Spring quickly wide, as to them did appear
A shining Angel form a-standing near;
He, noting they had wakened sore dismayed,
Said gently to them; 'Be ye not afraid;
The tidings of a joy I bring to all, —
A blessed message! for within a stall


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Is bom a Savior — Christ the Lord — and He

To you made known by swaddling clothes shall be!'

Then multitudes of Angels joined the voice
Of that one herald, bidding them rejoice;
And singing as they sought the Throne again:
'Peace on the earth! good will to all of men!'

Those shepherds rubbed their eyes, and cast
their gaze
High overhead upon that star, whose rays
Shot swiftly 'cross the sky from out the east,
With dazzling brightness more and more increased,
Till flooded it their world— their little fold-
Turning its silver light to molten gold.

"O comrades let us go,' one shepherd said,
To where the light of Glory hath now led!"
"Not so!" another whispered, "Dare we go
And leave the flocks to prowling midnight foe?"
"I know we need not fear;" the first replied,
"The great Jehoyah will protect and guide,
For heard we voices, in a sweet accord,
Bidding us leave the flocks and seek our Lord!"

Now did those men but dream they heard
a voice
Bidding the world of man that it rejoice,
Or heard they cheating noises of the night,
The sighing breeze borne from the mountain height ? —
Or serenade, or sounds of minstrelsy


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Upon the air from some far revelry?
And was that radiance of falling star,
Or did the gods their lightning bolts unbar?
Or yet did planets Jupiter and Mars
And brilliant Saturn form a ring of stars,
Soon followed close by wand'rer of the skies, —
Whose origin the scientist defies?

But turn we must from every argument
To stand by history of Testament,
And tell to you that flocks were left, while they,
The trusting earthly shepards, sought the way
Leading to where the dear Redeemer lay.

Through grassy mead and o'er the dashing
Sped on those shepherds as in a troubled dream;
Through blooming glade with lamps of sparkling dew,
And through the grove where rang the wild "To-who!"
By crags where vultures roused from gluttoned sleep
Stretched out their necks to take a midnight peep, —
With one desire all joyously they ran
To question him who kept the village khan,
If he knew aught of child new-born that night;
Now bade he them await the dawning light,
When they might search the city near and far;
But seeking once again the guiding star,
And moving in its wake they soon were brought
To near by cave; with feelings overwrought
They entered in and found the baby boy!
That Child o'er which they could not leash their joy


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As gazed^they'on Its form which softly lay,
Within the mother's arms, among the hay.

Took they nor spice nor costly unguent,
Nor were their modest clothes a testament
Of any wealth and power they might possess,
Since health was their main article of dress;
And yet those simple men, whose faith and love
Are writ in blazing characters Above,
To Jesus gave the perfect homage due
Then laws of reverance to me and you,
By falling at the blessed virgin's feet
To with the Son the saintly mother greet.

Ah, Love's sweet kingdom, 'stablished there
that day!
And Love the king who would extend his sway
O'er haunt of man until there came to be
An end of vice and human misery;
A springing up of mercy and that trust
In God and good and life all pure and just!
A love of home; a love of brotherhood;
A love of woman better understood
And lifted from the thrall to be the blest,
Because of Mary, mother on whose breast
Pillowed the Lord His infant head in rest!

A company full strange we notice there,
Neath one poor lantern's feeble, ghostly flare:
One tiny Babe, predestined soon to be
The Lord of every land and of each sea;


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A Scene in the Manger

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Joseph — guardian soul — ; the virgin maid;
The uncouth shepherds, kneeling half afraid,
While cattle, sheep and goats knee deep in straw
Large eyed and wondering were at what they saw.

Man marvels now that then the shepherd hind
Could see the Glory while the cultured mind
Was kept in darkness, and the trained ear
The song of peace was not allowed to hear:
God did the scribes and rabbis all condemn
To lack of knowledge; yet he gave to them
The great, wise trio — who had journeyed far —
Those eyes of faith to see the guiding star,
And opened wide their ears that they might be
Attuned by love to that sweet symphony.

Those three wise heathen men who had
been led
To seek and find the Savior's lowly bed;
Philosophers whose god had been the Buddh,
And priest, who Egypt's laws had long construed
Beheld a star of wondrous constancy,
Slow-moving in a track of brilliancy,
And felt much more impressed by that one star
Than we today by constellations are;
Since see we them in world encircled skies
With but the student's scientific eyes, —
Without the hope they were by Moses seen
In blue Arabian skies; nor viewed I ween
As once by Abram from Chaldea's plain
When read he them for signs of loss and gain.


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And what though Noah sought thoee lamps
in vain
From Grey Ararat's height; — and though they weie
Not always guides to stranded mariner,
Upon the deep; yet this orb was by far
Brighter than all the rest together are; —
Remaining fixed and straightly pointing out,
To those three men, Ephrate's nearest route.

And with this star had come a voice to them
Bidding them seek at once far Bethlehem;
At once therefore, did those three men depart,
From three opposing points likewise they start
With hope to find their dream's sweet counterpart:
Nor lakes, nor streams, nor hoary headed mount,
Nor desert wild, nor spiral-sanded fount.
Nor black-browed skies, nor yet the howling wind,
Could change the fixed desire of seeking mind,
For as they journeyed there had come the dream
Of sweet Elysian field where shining stream,

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