THE CHRISTIAN PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. "Speak unto the children of Israel, that they go forward." Ah! wherefore will not men take heed All earthly joys shall then have fled, Where dwell the saints in peace with God. Then, Christian brothers, let us take The Lord Jehovah calls us on, Our Captain is the Holy One, And, as with joy we march along, Angels will cheer us with their song; When at the Lamb's high throne we bow, Glory shall crown the victor's brow. THE COMFORT OF SUFFERINGS. "As ye are partakers of the sufferings, so also of the consolation." Repine not at sufferings-we need them to prove And often as loving corrections are meant. Repine not at sufferings-they bid us prepare Repine not at sufferings-the Lord from on high Repine not at sufferings-the more they increase, Repine not at sufferings-through sufferings we know How to feel for our brethren, when they are in woe; The hard heart is softened, the haughty brought low, And the love, which burnt feebly, recovers its glow. Repine not at sufferings—as gold, when refined, The sterling endure, and are purged from all dross. THE MOST HOLY PLACE. "The true tabernacle which the Lord pitched, and not man." Think not these earthly temples are There is a mystic heavenly shrine, Though surpliced priests meet not thine eye, Thy fellow-worshippers are they, Who everywhere the Lord obey. K |