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THE COMING OF THE KING.
Then pushing the humble throng aside
The rulers knelt at His feet and cried:
“King! We have sought Thee long in vain,
And our hearts were heavy with grief and pain;
Come, let us bring Thee to the gates
Of Thy royal hall, where the feast awaits.”
Christ looked at them with meek, sad eyes,
And they all shrank back in shamed surprise;
They had seen that look of patient grace
When they shut the door in the stranger’s face.
“Ye knew Me not, and denied Me bread,
When I knocked at the door last night,” He said.
