Part 7 (1/2)

K. S.--”What is the cause of confusion?”

H. K. T.--”* * *”

First and Second Search.

[Ill.u.s.tration]

During Second Search. 12 F. C. (Ordered Confine).

Choose from the bands * * * Those traveling in a * * *

[Ill.u.s.tration: Sea Coast of Joppa]

Third Search.

Fourth Search. * * * Acacia and voices. Capture--Sentence.--W. W. F. T.

F. C. Released.

Procession.

Funeral Dirge.

1. Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound!

Mine ears attend the cry: ”Ye living men come view the ground Where you must shortly lie.

2. ”Princes! this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your towers; The tall, the wise, the reverend head, Must lie as low as ours.”

3. Great G.o.d! is this our certain doom!

And are we still secure, Still walking downward to the tomb, And yet prepared no more?

4. Grant us the power of quick'ning grace, To fit our souls to fly.

Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We'll rise above the sky.

Pleyel's Hymn.

Solemn strikes the fun'ral chime, Notes of our departing time; As we journey here below Through a pilgrimage of woe.

Mortals, now indulge a tear, For mortality is here!