JESUS sitting among his playmates crowned with flowers as their King.WE spread our garments on the ground!
|With fragrant flowers thy head is crowned|
|While like a guard we stand around,|
| And hail thee as our King!|
|Thou art the new King of the Jews!|| 5|
|Nor let the passers-by refuse|
|To bring that homage which men use|
| To majesty to bring.|
Here a traveller shall go by, and the boys shall lay hold of his garments and say:
BOYS.Come hither! and all reverence pay
|Unto our monarch, crowned to-day!|| 10|
|Then go rejoicing on your way,|
| In all prosperity!|
TRAVELLER.Hail to the King of Bethlehem.
|Who weareth in his diadem|
|The yellow crocus for the gem|| 15|
| Of his authority!|
He passes by; and others come in, bearing on a litter a sick child.
BOYS.Set down the litter and draw near!
|The King of Bethlehem is here!|
|What ails the child, who seems to fear|
| That we shall do him harm?|| 20|
THE BEARERS.He climbed up to the robins nest,
|And out there darted, from his rest,|
|A serpent with a crimson crest,|
| And stung him in the arm.|
JESUS.Bring him to me, and let me feel
|The wounded place; my touch can heal|
|The sting of serpents, and can steal|
| The poison from the bite!|
He touches the wound, and the boy begins to cry.
|Cease to lament! I can foresee|
|That thou hereafter known shalt be,|| 30|
|Among the men who follow me,|
| As Simon the Canaanite!|