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24 When mountains belched forth their red flames to the sky, And Heaven's forked tongues thundered back in reply; When the sun, in his horror, recoiled at the sight, And earth hid her brow in the darkness of night; When stars into dust fell, and vanished in space, And but man, in his blindness, laughed up in Thy face— Endless Thy mercy. Thy strong hand was still— O Crucified Lord upon Calvary's hill!

Yet, Thou forgettest all. Father above, Remembering nought but Thine infinite love: Stretching those wounded Hands out to our aid; Telling us tenderly, "Be not afraid !" Ready to help us, if only we call— Nothing too weak for Thee, nothing too small; Ready to hear, when we kneel on the sod; Thou our Redeemer, our Father, our God!