The Marriage in Cana
St. John ii. 1-11
"But to what purpose was this waste?"
The sign of the water turned to wine.
--St. John ii. 11

IV

In Cana was a marriage made ;
The bridegroom to the wedding bade
Jesus, His mother, and the five.
We learn not how the guests arrive,
Nor who in the high places sate,
Nor if five virgins came too late :
Nor know we that a single one
Had not a wedding garment on.
We know that Christ was bidden, went,
With royal courtesy of consent :
And every wedding shines in grace
Of that to which He lent His face !

Perhaps for days the wedding feast
Had progressed ; all, the first and least,
Were graced as guests with meats and wine,
Observance, service, every sign
That in the hospitable East
Is due from him who makes a feast.
Mary, the mother, seemed at home ;
Was it, perhaps, a kinsman, whom
To honour all the guests had come ?
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Troubled she learns, "The wine has failed !"
Dismay in all the house prevailed :
But Mary, "What if now the hour
When He shall manifest His power ?"
"They have no wine," she told her Son,
Nor ventured what she would have done.

The moment for our Lord seemed meet
To teach for aye his mother sweet ---
The days of His subjection o'er ---
She might not try to rule Him more :
For no son is it good to be
Guided in his maturity ;
And for men's sake Christ spake a word,
Sure not austere when first 'twas heard, ---
So never more should grievous thought,
To Virgin Mother's breast be brought ---
"What have I now to do with Thee ?"
Thy Son, a man, must needs go free
From mother's importunity !

And Mary understood the word :
Nor vexed, nor sore, all undeterred,
She bade the men (as in command)
Receive their orders at His hand.
"Do whatsoever He shall say !"
Alert, they waited to obey.

Six waterpots of stone were set,
Prodigious, so there should be no let

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To goodly custom of the Jews,
Their hands, their cups, oft to suffuse
With water while the feast progressed.
His time now come to manifest
By first great sign His power to men ---
Ages and moments in His ken
Are all as one, but every deed
Shall, in its time, from Him proceed ;
Who hasteth not nor ever rests
Times, by occasion, His behests ---
His time now come to show to man
Act of creation once again,
Show year-long processes contract
To compass of an instant's act,
Ripe vintage of the grape flow forth
Without, or seed, or sun, or earth,
And water leave the jars as wine,
With Life informed, of Life the sign.---

"Fill ye the waterpots," He bade ;
The eager servants quick obeyed
And filled them to the very brim.
"And now draw out and bear to him
Who rules the feast." --- With curious eye
He spake to bridegroom standing by, ---
"Most men at first produce their best ;
When men have drunk, they serve the rest,
The weaker, poorer sort ; but thou
Hast kept the best wine until now !

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The bridegroom heard as pleasant jest,
Not knowing that indeed the best
Wine ever quaffed at wedding feast
Was served that day to last and least.
Nor knew the ruler the strange tale
Of what had happ'd lest wine should fail ;
Only the servants knew, and they,
For bridegroom's honour, would not say.

As on accession of a king
His servants free libations bring, ---
So these, unknowing, graced the Unknown,
The King that day come into His own !

"But to what purpose was this waste?"
The thrifty soul cries in his haste ;
"For royal banquet was excuse,
But tuns of wine here --- for abuse !"

Later, a hundred years, one day
An honoured guest had come to stay :
"You like the wine? You have not met
Vintage so delicate as yet?
Dearer than heart's blood is each drop
To us of this household ! Nay, stop
And hear the tale : a wedding here,
My great-great-grandsire's nuptial cheer,
Was graced within these very walls
By presence of the Lord! That calls

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The blood to your cheek !" --- Then all the tale
He told of how the wine did fail,
How Christ turned water into wine,
More costly, but not more divine
In origin than water is ;
And how this wine, a cup of bliss,
Was given to such as love the Lord ;
Was offered, too, to those who heard
For the first time of Christ, His power,
And served and loved Him from that hour.
"Cup of communion, do we call
This cup which moves Christ's life in all."

(Who knows but some such simple tale
Our royal Master's lavish vale
Might justify to careful soul
Who nicely calculates his dole ?)