Yet go, yet go, e'en though I know not whither, Save that where God is, will thy dwelling be, Oft shall I feel thy spirit say- Come hither!" Oft will mine answer-" Soon I come to thee!" GOD IS LIGHT. Binney. ETERNAL Light! Eternal Light! When, placed within thy searching sight, The spirits that surround thy throne O! how can I, whose native sphere Before th' Ineffable appear, And on my naked spirit bear That uncreated beam? There is a way for man to rise An Advocate with God. These, these, prepare man for the sight The sons of ignorance and night THE STAR OF THE MORNING. Anonymous. STAR of the morn, whose placid ray I saw thee rise on Salem's towers, I saw thee shine on gospel lands, And waked to ecstacy his bands; Shine, lovely star! on ev'ry clime, For bright thy peerless beauties be; And shed thy rays from sea to sea! THE PIOUS MAN A BLESSING TO THE WORLD. Cowper. PERHAPS the self-approving, haughty world, That, as she sweeps him with her whistling silks, Of which she little dreams. Perhaps she owes And think on her who thinks not for herself. MORNING. Rev. J. Keble. HUES of the rich unfolding morn, Around his path are taught to swell ; Thou rustling breeze, so fresh and gay, Ye fragrant clouds of dewy steam, Why waste your treasures of delight Oh! timely happy, timely wise, New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove ; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life, and power, and thought. New mercies, each returning day, New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set, to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice. Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, As more of heaven in each we see: L |