The warning

The Feast of Tabernacles.

(The Gospel History, Section 77)

Jesus therefore said, Yet a little while am I with you, and I go unto him that sent me. Ye shall seek me, and shall not find me: and where I am, ye cannot come.

The warning

(The Saviour of the World, Vol V Book II Poem XIX)

The Lord looked on, aware of thoughts that worked

In many, then;

And most His pity for who most had need—

Those stubborn men,

Indurate to the truth, which as water flowed,

And subtly urged

Its way into all hearts not doubly barred

There, where truth surged.

Pitying, Christ looked on them, the foolish men

Who fought against truth:

“Now is your opportunity; no more,

Look for God’s ruth:

Now, for a little while, I am with you;

Bethink ye, proud,

That while I am with you, ye may yet repent;

Yea, cry aloud

To Him Who pleads with you—not for His life,—

Ye may not touch

A hair of His head to injure—till His time—

Little or much.

Not for My sake, but yours, I lift Mine hands

As one distress’d,

And pray you to take pity on your souls,—

Choose to be bless’d!

For, see you, I go hence to Him that sent;

And on that day,

Your doom is sealed; no place is left for you

To turn and pray!

Distresses shall fall on you, awful dooms;

Your desolate cry,

Then, “Where is He besought us to believe,

Lest we should die?”

On that day of your anguish, ye shall cry,—

“Nay, where is He,

Invited us to turn and seek His face?

Now, fain, come we!”

It is too late, My friends; ye have your times,

Even as I;

Where I go come ye not; nor elsewhere find

A Saviour nigh.

St. John vii. 33, 34.