Classic Poem

Finally stays no more away,
Finally balm its pledge will keep,
Finally burgeons hope's bouquet,
Finally man will cease to weep,
Finally will the tear-jug break,
Finally death its share forsake.

Finally water turns to wine,
Finally will the right hour peal,
Finally falls the vault's confine,
Finally gaping wounds will heal,
Finally will that slavery
Turn imprisoned Joseph free.

Finally can e'en jealousness,
Finally can e'en Herod end,
Finally David's shepherd-dress
Can its hem to purple lend.
Finally Saul, by time made weak,
Will no more his quarry seek.

Finally will the life-long sum
Of our woes an ending take,
Finally will that savior come
Who our serfdom's yoke can break,
Finally forty years' accrue
Timely makes the promise true.

Finally will the aloe bloom,
Finally will the palm bear fruit,
Finally fear must pass, and gloom,
Finally pain is destitute,
Finally joy's demesne we see,
Finally will some morrow be.