Come gracious Influence, breath of the Lord! By Ula's stream the Ancient sit; and talked Thy Son, our interceding, great High Priest !” He who took our nature upon him, suffered death upon the cross for our redemption, who by his death destroyed death, and by his rising to life again hath restored to us everlasting life. Therefore, O God, most holy, O God, most just, O God, most merciful, with angels and archangels and all the company of heaven, I laud and magnify thy glorious name, evermore, (as is most due,) praising thee and saying, Holy, holy, holy Lord God of hosts, heaven and earth are full of thy glory. Glory be to thee, O Lord most high. Amen. MUSINGS ON THE PAST. They have not perished,-No. Kind words, remember'd voices, once so sweet, Smiles, radiant long ago, And features, the great soul's apparent seat There not a passing cloud There all is hope-not hope, Cheer the young breast. Then on what is I deeply muse But patient, grateful, well-assured, All, all is just and right. Then clouds dispel, dark shadows flee, The sun of joy breaks out, And love, and hope, and gratitude, Chase far away the gloomy mood I feel that all is in his hand, (Ah who would take it thence?) Whose love divine protects me still Give me not up to mine own will, Merciful Providence! Such thought, when other thoughts perchance Are darkening into gloom, Comes to me like the angel form, That radiant shone mid death's dark storm, And, standing by the tomb, Cheer'd those who came to sorrow there ;And then I see and bless That mercy daily which unfolds His love in all that he withholds, |