Soon to the brink

Of this terrestrial world again we sink;
Our fleshly fetters will not let us soar
Long on the heavenly shore;
Therefore we sigh

For those bright worlds on high,

Where reigns the Lord our God in majesty ;

WHITSUNTIDE.

“His arrow shall go forth as the lightning.”

When on the holy Jesus fell

The Spirit, like a dove,

God by that sign vouchsafed to tell
A mystery of love;

Confined to Israel's narrow bound
As yet the glorious Gospel-sound,
Where gently Jesus with his word
The spirit of his people stirred :

But when the faithful came,

upon

In God's appointed hour,

With rushing wind and cloven flame, The Spirit in his power,

Sign, then had come the promised day, The word should speed resistless way, From pole to pole, from sea to sea, With shout, and song, and victory.

Lord, let the lightning of thy word,
The thunder of thy power,

In every clime be seen and heard,
Till all mankind adore,

Till all are gentle as the dove,
And all are fired with holy love,
And all resound with glad acclaim
The wonders of the threefold Name.

DULL EARS, HARD HEARTS.

"He causeth the wind to blow, and the waters flow.'

Blow, wind; beat, rain;

Come, thou swift hurricane,
And echo forth thy voice to sinful men
Stun their dull ears,

Wake up their dormant fears,

And make them think of past and coming years.

The Almighty's breath

Through the world's length and breadth Carried the tidings forth of life and death; Calm as the dove

Descending from above

The Spirit whispered words of heavenly love.

Man in his pride

God's truth has quite defied,

Himself his counsellor, his trust, his guide;
The pedant's lore,

Earth's yellow glittering ore―
These are the idols that he falls before!

Blow, wind; beat, rain;

Come, thou swift hurricane,
And echo forth thy voice to sinful men ;
Stun their dull ears,

Wake up their dormant fears,

And make them think of past and coming years.