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THE MAN OF SORROWS.

Behold Him high upon the bloody cross, His drooping head crown'd with the cruel thoi ns, ' ' .Tearless, resigned, while awe-stiuck Nature mourns On earth, in air, her agonising lots ! Blameless He lianas : amid the gibes and scorns Of nir cKing men tliat gentle life ebl» out, While a thick darkness shrouds the murd'rous rput. And the wide world of future judgment warns. Ob, Man of Sorrows ! Thou whose tender mind Nor dream of hate nor thought of vengeance knew, Now to Thy cross we cling, for ob, 'tis there Alone a hope of mercy man may find, For Meicy infinite breathed the dying prayer "Father, forgive— they know not what they do !" September 1597

— H. J. B.

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Otago Witness, Issue 2275, 7 October 1897, Page 41

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THE MAN OF SORROWS. Otago Witness, Issue 2275, 7 October 1897, Page 41

THE MAN OF SORROWS. Otago Witness, Issue 2275, 7 October 1897, Page 41