(Original.) TO THE MOON. ELFRIDA ST AUBYN. SHINE on, thou beauteous moon!-shine on! I love Methinks too pure appears thy heavenly smile There is a soothing power in thy rays, As now thy silvery pathway o'er the sea Lights the dark wave to yonder distant shore, Shine still, and guide where storms are heard no more. Then shall I no more need thy peaceful ray- Shall be the portion of his ransom❜d band. (Original.) THE LORD'S PRAYER FREELY PARAPHRASED. R. B. H. OUR Father! we had lost All title to thy care; But Christ the Lord, The mighty Word, Thy Son and rightful heir, Hath paid our ransom's cost, That we, thy sons, joint heirs with Him, might be, Our Father! glorify Thyself to each one's heart; Let all confess Thy righteousness, How great and true Thou art; In its millennial splendour 'stablish Thou, And let the world before Thy glory bow. The angel-hosts above Man, man alone Contemns to own Refuses to fulfil The law he ought to love. O Lord! whate'er is pleasing in thy sight, Food, raiment, shelter, all, Thy bounty doth supply: Thy plenty yields; Then, Father! hear our cry; Now for thy help we call By Thy kind providence and gracious power, Pour down Thy streams of good, each day, each hour. There are who much have wrought To mar our heart's content As we forgive, So let us live, Forgiven the dark page rent Which tells ill deed or thought; And lead us not near sin's alluring way, For Thine the kingdom, Lord! All power to Thee belongs, And glory bright Is Thine of right; Let men and angel's songs Praise thy resistless word ; For those high attributes which all adore, Will shine, nor dimm'd, nor rivall'd, evermore. ST MARK VII. 34. "And looking up to heaven, He sighed, and saith unto him, Ephphatha, that is, Be opened." KEBLE. THE Son of God in doing good Was fain to look to heaven and sigh: He look'd to heaven, and sadly sigh'd— The joy of heaven-accepted prayer? |