Religious Studies, Sketches and Poems. Stowe Harriet Beecher

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and spiritual natures – the poets and the prophets – this was continually bursting forth into distinct predictions. Moses says, in his last message to Israel, "A prophet shall the Lord your God raise up unto you from the midst of your brethren like unto me; unto Him shall ye hearken." Our Lord referred to this prophecy when he said to the unbelieving Jews, "Had ye believed Moses ye would have believed me, for he wrote of me."

      The promise made at first to Abraham was afterwards repeated not only to Jacob, but long centuries afterward to his descendant, David, in a solemn, prophetic message, relating first to the reign of Solomon, but ending with these words: "And thy house and thy kingdom shall be established forever before thee. Thy throne shall be established forever." That David understood these words as a promise that the Redeemer should be of his seed is evident from the declaration of St. Peter in Acts ii. 30, where he says that "David being a prophet, and knowing that God had sworn with an oath to him that of the fruit of his loins he would raise up Messiah to sit on his throne, spake thus concerning him."

      The Psalms of David are full of heaving, many-colored clouds and mists of poetry, out of which shine here and there glimpses of the mystic future. In the second Psalm we have a majestic drama. The heathen are raging against Jehovah and his anointed Son. They say, Let us break their bands in sunder and cast away their cords. Then the voice of Jehovah is heard in the tumult, saying calmly, "Yet have I set my king on my holy hill of Zion." Then an angelic herald proclaims: —

      "I will declare the decree.

      The Lord hath spoken:

      Thou art my Son;

      This day have I begotten thee:

      Ask of me and I will give the heathen for thine inheritance,

      And the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession."

      This mighty king, this glorious defender, is celebrated as the All-Loving One. His reign is to be a reign of truth and love. All the dearest forms of human affection are used to shadow forth what he will be to his people. He is to be the royal bridegroom; his willing people the bride. So, in the forty-fifth Psalm, entitled "A Song of Love," we have the image of a mighty conqueror – radiant, beloved, adored, a being addressed both as God and the Son of God, who goes forth to victory: —

      "Thou art fairer than the children of men.

      Grace is poured into thy lips.

      Therefore God hath blessed thee forever.

      Gird thy sword on thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and majesty.

      And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of thy truth and meekness and righteousness.

      Thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.

      Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever.

      A sceptre of righteousness is the sceptre of thy kingdom.

      Thou lovest righteousness and hatest iniquity.

      Therefore God – thy God – hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows."

      Then follows a description of the royal bride, the king's daughter, who is all glorious within – her clothing of wrought gold – who with gladness and rejoicing shall be brought to the king to become mother of princes.

      It is said by some that this is a marriage hymn for the wedding of a prince. It may have been so originated; but in the mind of the devout Jew every scene and event in life had become significant and symbolical of this greater future. Every deliverer suggested the greater Deliverer; the joy of every marriage suggested the joy of that divine marriage with a heavenly bridegroom.

      So the seventy-second Psalm, written originally for Solomon, expands into language beyond all that can be said of any earthly monarch. It was the last poem of David, and the feelings of the king and father rose and melted into a great tide of imagery that belonged to nothing earthly: —

      "Yea, all kings shall fall down before him;

      All nations shall serve him.

      He shall deliver the needy when he crieth;

      The poor also, and him that hath no helper.

      He shall spare the poor and needy, and shall save the souls of the needy.

      He shall redeem their soul from deceit and violence,

      And precious shall their blood be in his sight.

      And he shall live, and to him shall be given the gold of Sheba.

      Prayer also shall be made for him continually, and daily shall he be praised.

      His name shall endure forever.

      His name shall be continued as long as the sun.

      Men shall be blessed in him.

      All nations shall call him blessed."

      But in these same Psalms there are glimpses of a divine sufferer. In the twenty-second Psalm David speaks of sufferings which certainly never happened to himself – which were remarkably fulfilled in the last agonies of Jesus: —

      "All they that see me laugh me to scorn.

      They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

      He trusted in God that he would deliver him.

      Let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.

      I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint.

      My heart is like wax – it is melted in my bosom.

      My strength is dried up like a potsherd.

      My tongue cleaveth to my mouth.

      Thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

      For dogs have compassed me,

      The assembly of the wicked have inclosed me;

      They pierced my hands and my feet.

      I may tell all my bones. They look and stare on me.

      They part my garments among them

      And cast lots for my vesture."

      In this Psalm, written more than a thousand years before he came into the world, our Lord beheld ever before him the scenes of his own crucifixion; he could see the heartless stare of idle, malignant curiosity around his cross; he could hear the very words of the taunts and revilings, and a part of the language of this Psalm was among his last utterances. While the shadows of the great darkness were gathering around his cross he cried, "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?" It would seem as if the words so bitterly fulfilled passed through his mind, as one by one the agonies and indignities followed each other, till at last he bowed his head and said, "It is finished."

      As time rolled on, this mingled chant of triumph and of suffering swelled clearer and plainer. In the grand soul of Isaiah, the Messiah and his kingdom were ever the outcome of every event that suggested itself. When the kingdom of Judah was threatened by foreign invasion, the prophet breaks out with the promise of a Deliverer: —

      "Behold, the Lord himself shall give you a sign. Behold, a virgin shall conceive and bring forth a son and shall call his name Immanuel [God with us]."

      Again he bursts forth as if he beheld the triumph as a present reality: —

      "Unto us a child is born

      Unto us a son is given.

      The government shall be upon his shoulders.

      His name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor,

      Mighty God,

      Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

      Of the increase of his government and of peace there shall be no end,

      Upon the throne of David and his kingdom,

      To establish it with justice from

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