Thy life runs on-and while it runs, For knowledge knows no boundary there. Give it anchorage above; If thy path be dark with gloom Steal a ray from heavenly love. In thy presence let me be,- Blooming for eternity. ABEL'S SACRIFICIAL ADDRESS. Who made us, BY BRYON. OH, God! and who breathed the breath of life Within our nostrils, who hath blessed us, And spared, despite our father's sin, to make Compared with our great crimes:-Sole Lord of light! Of good, and glory, and eternity; Without whom all were evil, and with whom Accept from out thy humble first of shepherd's HYMN OF THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM. BY MILMAN. KING of Kings! and Lord of Lords! H Behold, oh Lord! the Heathen tread And now the wild boar comes to waste No! by the marvels of thine hand, On the margin of the flood With lifted rod the Prophet stood; And aside it sternly threw The gathered waves, that took their stand, Like crystal rocks, on either hand, Or walls of sea-green marble piled Then the light of morning lay With her chosen horsemen prancing, In a rich and boastful ring All around her furious king. But the Lord from out his cloud, The Lord looked down upon the proud; And the host drove heavily Down the deep bosom of the sea. With a quick and sudden swell Prone the liquid ramparts fell; Over Pharaoh's crown of gold, The loud thundering billows rolled. As the level waters spread Down they sunk, they sunk like ead, Down without a cry or groan. And the morning sun that shone On myriads of bright-armed men, Its meridian radiance then Cast on a wide sea, heaving, as of yore, Then did Israel's maidens sing, Then did Israel's timbrels ring, To him, the King of Kings! that in the sea, Lo! against thy people come Craze the chariot wheels of Rome? In this wide world the fondest and the best Crabb. |