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They tell me that the gentle moon

Receives her silver light
All from the great and glorious sun,

That beams in heaven so bright:
He pours on her his golden ray;
She shines to guide our darksome way.

And as she treads the evening sky,

And smiles so sweetly there,
I think a little child may try

To read the lesson fair,
Traced in pure lines of silvery light
Upon the gathering clouds of night.

Some distant ones have never heard

Of Christ, " the Truth, the Way :"
If God upon our minds has pour'd

His Gospel's precious ray,
And if the Sun of righteousness
Has fill'd our hearts with joy and peace ;---

01 shall we not reflect the beam

To us so freely given,
And guide young wanderers to Him

Whose glory filleth heaven;
And yet whose eye hath often smiled

On the weak efforts of a child ?
-Teacher's Offering.

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HYMN. (Wrilten by James Montgomery the Day before Death.)

O come, all ye weary,
And ye heavy-laden,
Lend a glad ear to your Saviour's call;

Fearing or grieving,

Yet humbly believing,
Rest, rest for your souls He offers to all.

0, then, sing Hosanna

With jubilant voices,
And follow His steps with willing accord;

Like Him, meek and lowly,

In heart and life holy, Own Christ, as good servants, your Master and Lord.

How easy His yoke is!

How light is His burden!
But what He suffer'd no language can tell ;

His grief in the garden,

To purchase our pardon,
His pangs on the cross to save us from hell.

Thence loud Hallelujah

Shall sound without ceasing ;
And till they all meet in the kingdom above,

The living, the living,

Prayers, praise, and thanksgiving,
Shall joyfully render, and show forth His love.

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KIRKSTALL ABBEY. It has been often observed, that the sudden of the Cistercians (an order of Monks, founde the eleventh century) was truly remarkable. W fifteen years five hundred abbeys sprang to ligh solitary and uncultivated places; it being a ru the body that no house, even of their own, shoul built within a certain distance. The Cistercians they had once six thousand monasteries in When Henry VIII. suppressed such places, had thirty-six large establishments in this coui besides many smaller ones. The Monks white dresses in the choir where they sing, b and white in the house, and black out of de Many thousands of little boys and girls, in happier days, know far more about Christia than those poor superstitious Monks ever ceived.

The houses of this Order that remain are ru but very fine ones. Such are those of Kirks Tintern, and Melrose. The first of these, a littl the west of Leeds, stands in a beautiful vale, a solitary, now full of people; once still, now echo to the sounds of the anvil and the steam-eng The river Aire flowed clear and full, when Abbey flourished; now its waters are by no me

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