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Then e'en in age and grief thy name
This trembling hand and drooping lyre,
Yes! tuneless, broken, still, O Lord,
FROM THE GERMAN OF J. LANGE.
WHAT no human eye hath seen, What no mortal ear hath heard, What on thought hath never been
In her noblest flights conferred,This hath God prepared in store For his people evermore.
When the shaded pilgrim-land
Heavenly landscapes, calmly bright,
Many a joyful sight was given,
Hill and vale, and starry even,
Friendship's smile, affliction's tear,—
These were shadows sent in love,
Of realities above.
When upon my wearied ear,
Earth's last echoes faintly die,
Here were sweet and varied tones,
Bird and breeze, and fountain's fall;
Yet creation's travail groans,
Ever sadly sighed through all;
There no discord jars the air-
When this aching heart shall rest,
All its busy pulses o'er,
From her mortal robes undrest,
Shall my spirit upward soar;
Then shall pure, unmingled joy
Here devotion's healing balm
Often came to soothe my breast; Hours of deep and holy calm, Earnests of eternal rest;
But the bliss was here unknown Which shall there be "all" my own.
Jesus reigns, the Life, the Sun,
Of that wondrous land above;
All the clouds and storms are gone,
All is light, and all is love. All the shadows melt away
In the blaze of perfect day.
orrows and Consolations of Old Age.
of old age.
REV. JOHN KENNEDY.
VERY mournful are some of the Bible descriptions "The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away." This is no picture of fancy. Nor is that which Solomon gives us by way of enforcing the exhortation, "Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth," when he says, "While the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them; while the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain;—
"In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble,
And the strong men shall bow themselves,
And the grinders cease because they are few,
And those that look out of the windows be darkened,
And the doors shall be shut in the streets,
*From "Rest under the Shadow of the Great Rock. A Book of Facts and Principles." By the Rev. John Kennedy, M. A.