HENRY ALFORD, DEAN OF CANTERBURY. THE LAND'S END. THIS world of wonders, where our lot is cast, The mighty billows:-thus his land may end. Another lies with gasping breath, and sees Dashing upon the utmost rocks of life; And so, one day, Will the Lord's flock, close on Time's limit, stand And watch, like sun-streak on the ocean's waste, Thus shall the Church Her Land's End reach and then may you and we, And find the last of earth-the first of God. THOMAS BINNEY. THE ETERNAL LIGHT. ETERNAL Light! Eternal Light! The spirits that surround Thy throne O, how shall I, whose native sphere There is a way for man to rise To that sublime abode :An Offering and a Sacrifice, A Holy Spirit's energies, An Advocate with God. These, these prepare us for the sight The sons of ignorance and might HORATIUS BONAR. THIS DO IN REMEMBRANCE OF ME. HERE, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face, Here would I touch and handle things unseen ; Here grasp with firmer hand the' eternal grace, And all my weariness upon Thee lean. Here would I feed upon the bread of God; Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven; Here would I lay aside each earthly load, This is the hour of banquet and of song, This is the heavenly table spread for me: Here let me feast, and, feasting, still prolong The brief bright hour of fellowship with Thee. Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear; The feast, though not the love, is pass'd and gone; The bread and wine remove, but Thou art here ; Nearer than ever, still my Shield and Sun. I have no help but Thine; nor do I need I have no wisdom, save in Him who is Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness; I know that deadly evils compass me, Dark perils threaten; yet I would not fear, Nor poorly shrink, nor feebly turn to flee: Thou art, O Christ, my buckler, sword, and spear. But see the pillar-cloud is rising now, And moving onward through the desert night : Feast after feast thus comes and passes by; The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love. ROBERT BROWNING. HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD I. I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I gallop'd, Dirck gallop'd, we gallop'd all three : |