Now should have ended his task for the day; the following Sunday
Was for the young appointed to eat of the Lord’s holy Supper. 
Sudden, as struck from the clouds, stood the Teacher silent and laid his
Hand on his forehead, and cast his looks upward; while thoughts high and holy,
Flew through the midst of his soul, and his eyes glanced with wonderful brightness. 
“On the next Sunday, who knows! perhaps I shall rest in the graveyard! 
Some one perhaps of yourselves, a lily broken untimely,
Bow down his head to the earth; why delay I? the hour is accomplished,
Warm is the heart;—­I will! for to-day grows the harvest of heaven. 
What I began accomplish I now; what failing therein is
I, the old man, will answer to God and the reverend father. 
Say to me only, ye children, ye denizens new-come in heaven,
Are ye ready this day to eat of the bread of Atonement? 
What it denoteth, that know ye full well, I have told it you often. 
Of the new covenant symbol it is, of Atonement a token,
Stablished between earth and heaven.  Man by his sins and transgressions
Far has wandered from God, from his essence.  ’T was in the beginning
Fast by the Tree of Knowledge he fell, and it hangs its crown o’er the
Fall to this day; in the Thought is the Fall; in the Heart the Atonement. 
Infinite is the fall,—­the Atonement infinite likewise. 
See! behind me, as far as the old man remembers, and forward,
Far as Hope in her flight can reach with her wearied pinions,
Sin and Atonement incessant go through the lifetime of mortals. 
Sin is brought forth full-grown; but Atonement sleeps in our bosoms
Still as the cradled babe; and dreams of heaven and of angels,
Cannot awake to sensation; is like the tones in the harp’s strings,
Spirits imprisoned, that wait evermore the deliverer’s finger. 
Therefore, ye children beloved, descended the Prince of Atonement,
Woke the slumberer from sleep, and she stands now with eyes all resplendent. 
Bright as the vault of the sky, and battles with Sin and o’ercomes her. 
Downward to earth he came and, transfigured, thence reascended,
Not from the heart in like wise, for there he still lives in the Spirit,
Loves and atones evermore.  So long as Time is, is Atonement. 
Therefore with reverence take this day her visible token. 
Tokens are dead if the things live not.  The light everlasting
Unto the blind is not, but is born of the eye that has vision. 
Neither in bread nor in wine, but in the heart that is hallowed
Lieth forgiveness enshrined; the intention alone of amendment
Fruits of the earth ennobles to heavenly things, and removes all
Sin and the guerdon of sin.  Only Love with his arms wide extended,
Penitence wee ping and praying; the Will that is tried, and whose gold flows
Purified forth from the flames; in a word, mankind by Atonement
Breaketh Atonement’s bread, and drinketh Atonement’s