The Divine Vision still was seen,
Still was the Human Form Divine;
Weeping, in weak and mortal clay,
Jesus! still the Form was Thine!
And Thine the Human Face; and Thine
The Human Hands, and Feet, and Breath,
Entering thro' the Gates
And passing thro' the Gates of Death.
And O Thou Lamb of God! whom I
Slew in my dark self-righteous pride,
Art Thou return'd to Albion's
And is Jerusalem Thy Bride?
Come to my arms, and nevermore
Depart; but dwell for ever here;
Create my spirit to Thy love;
my Spectre to Thy fear.
Spectre of Albion! warlike Fiend!
In clouds of blood and ruin roll'd,
I here reclaim
thee as my own,
My Selfhood -- Satan arm'd in gold!
Is this thy soft Family-love,
Thy cruel patriarchal pride;
Planting thy Family alone,
Destroying all the World
A man's worst Enemies are those
Of his own House and Family;
And he who makes his Law a curse,
his own Law shall surely die!
In my Exchanges every land
Shall walk; and mine in every land,
Mutual shall build Jerusalem,
in heart and hand in hand.
If Humility is Christianity, you, O Jews! are the true Christians. If your tradition that Man contained in his
limbs all animals is true, and they were separated from him by cruel sacrifices, and when compulsory
cruel sacrifices had brought Humanity into a Feminine Tabernacle in the loins of Abraham and David,
the Lamb of God, the Saviour, became apparent on Earth as the Prophets had foretold! The return of
Israel is a return to mental sacrifice and war. Take up the Cross, O Israel! and follow Jesus.
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