The earth trembled; and heav'n's clos'd eye Was loth to see the Lord of glory die: The sky was clad in mourning, and the spheres Forgot their harmony; the clouds dropp'd tears Th'ambitious dead arose to give him room; And ev'ry grave did gape to be his tomb; Th'affrighted heav'ns sent down elegious thunder; The world's foundations loos'd, to lose its founder; Th'impatient temple rent her veil in two To teach our hearts what our sad hearts should do: Can sensеless things do this, and shall not I Melt one poor drop to see my Saviour diе? Drill forth, my tears; and trickle one by one Till you have pierc'd this heart of mind, this stone