The Vision

The Vision Jesus thou King! Glorious and eternal!
Mighty and loving! Powerful and Grand!
Who through the blackness and darkness infernal
Guideth and holdeth Thy child by the hand.

Pierced is Thy soul! Grieved is Thy Spirit!
Bleeding Thy feet are! Wounded Thy hand!
Sorrowing Christ, through the veil now uplifted,
See I Thy beckoning with uplifted hand.

Hear I Thy voice as to me Thou now speakest!
See I Thy teardrops silently fall!
Know I the anguish Thy sorrowing Spirit
Feels as Thou drunkest this wormwood and gall.

What, Lord, the cause of Thy anguish of Spirit?
Why doth the suffering come to Thee now?
Crucified once, on the cross wast Thou lifted?
Have not the cruel thorns pierced Thy brow?

Have not the sins of mankind on Thee rested,
Causing Thy soul in anguish to be torn?
Has not the bloodsweat from Thee been wrested?
Have not Thy saints for the crucified mourned?

List, to the answer! Let all the world hear it!
Jesus is speaking! Let all hear His voice!
It is because of the sins of My people.
It is because ye will not heed My voice.

Do ye not bite and devour one another?
Do ye not slay with your tongues and pen?
Many of My precious daughters and mothers,
Young men and maidens, E’en boys and old men?

Have ye e’er stood in the fire where they’re tested?
Have ye e’er felt of the withering blast?
Know ye how long and how hard the’ve resisted,
Fighting and struggling unto the last?

Why did ye not stretch your hand out to help them?
Why from the soul did not sympathy flow?
Did not My Spirit within thee say, “Help them
Out of their bondage, or darkness or woe?”

Thus am I crucified! Thus My soul anguished!
This is the cause of My sorrow and woe!
This is the reason that Satan has vanquished
Many who once were as pure as the snow!

O, let thy heart in yearning compassion,
Gentleness, meekness, and tenderness mild,
Give of My grace to the soul swept with passion,
Power to live at My feet as a child.

Then shall the gladness and brightness of heaven
Flood thine own spirit and cause thee to move
Among the crushed and the wounded and broken,
Bringing them sunshine, gladness, and love.

Then shall the spirit in tune with the heavenlies,
Rapturous joys in the Spirit shall know.
Then shall the power of God rest upon thee.
Then in the fruits of the Spirit thou’lt grow.

Then shall the earth know the glory of heaven.
Then shall dominion over death and over hell
Reign in thine own soul, spread as the leaven,
Causing angels and men My praises to swell.

Then shall the Christ over earth be victorious!
Then shall the power of My Gospel be known!
My kingdom shall come! Eternal and Glorious!
United! The heavens and the earth shall be one!

 John G Lake October 10, 1909

Reference: Liardon, R. John G. Lake: The Complete Collection Of His Life Teachings. Whitaker House. 1999

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