He who had come the narrow bonds to break
Of race and nation, who frail flesh did take
That Jew and Gentile might one Father claim,
And win all sweetness through one Brother’s name.
Scarce foreign seemed the stranger’s vivid word;
Nay, rather was it as if so I heard
The Christian speech of some old saintly age
Claiming in faith an earlier heritage.
Before one altar soon our knees should bend,
In one heart’s-worship soon our prayers ascend,