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✦ 151 ✦ Evil Days When in that last and final week Unto Jerusalem He came, They followed Him with boughs of green And sang hosannas to His name. But then the days turned dark and cruel, Love failed to move the hearts of men, Their faces mocked Him as a fool, And now . . . the epilogue, the end. On every city yard and roof The leaden weight of heaven lay. The Pharisees, still seeking proof, Fussed round Him in a fox-like way. And evil men decreed at last: The rabble would decide His fate; And as they loved Him in the past, So now they showered Him with hate. From every nearby crook and bend The mob came staring through the grate; They crowded close to see the end And pushed and shoved to reach the gate. And whispers crept among the crowd, From every side the rumors flew. And He recalled, as in a cloud, The flight to Egypt and his youth. ✦ 152 ✦ He thought of that majestic tower, The desert and that soaring height, Where Satan in His darkest hour Had tempted Him with worldly might. The feast at Cana He could see, The miracle that awed the crowd, The boat, the mist, the rolling sea, Whereon He walked as on dry ground. And beggars huddled in the night, The cellar candle’s feeble breath That guttered out in sudden fright, When Lazarus arose from death. ...

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