W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895.
Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus
Richard Watson Dixon (18331900)Jos.—I
Wrapped it in linen decently,
And many times I bent my knee
Before I buried Him.
That I might aid thee to inter
That Holy Thing in sepulchre;
We were two Nethenim.
Wherein afore was buried none:
In this I laid Him all alone;
The stone did many seal.
The crosses rose upon the height,
And fretted with their forms the light
Above the dreadful hill.
God’s kingdom have I waited for,
But was not of the council, nor
After the deed of them.
And His disciple secretly;
I pleaded, that He should not die,
Before the Sanhedrim.
For it is said in prophecy
That he among the rich should die:
That prophet I fulfil.
To visit Him, who did invite
The weary to a burden light,
And all the sick did heal.
He scourged away the throng of men;
It was at the beginning then
Of all His ministry.
His kingdom, that should be confined,
To those of water and of wind
New-born by mystery.
When He the temple purged so well,
How many said that Israel
Did now their King possess.
Raised not on throne but on the tree
As Moses made the serpent be
Raised in the wilderness.