Fifth Sunday In Lent by John Keble
Burning Bush by Sébastien Bourdon Fifth Sunday in Lent Transcribed from the 1887 Cassell & Company edition by David Price. And Moses said, I will now turn aside, and see this great sight, why the bush is not burnt. Exodus iii. 3 The historic Muse, from age to age, Through many a waste heart-sickening page Hath traced the works of Man: But a celestial call to-day Stays her, like Moses, on her way, The works of God to scan. Far seen across the sandy wild, Where, like a solitary child, He thoughtless roamed and free, One towering thorn was wrapt in flame— Bright without blaze it went and came: Who would not turn and see? Along the mountain ledges green The scattered sheep at will may glean The Desert’s spicy stores: The while, with undivided heart, The shepherd talks with God apart, And, as he talks, adores. Ye too, who tend Christ’s wildering flock, Well may ye gather round the rock That once was Sion’s hill: To watch the fire upon the mount Still blazing, like ...