He suffered not the stranger to sleep in the streets:
He opened his door to the wayfarer.

Peace be upon him. -Syrian Dirge.

Yes, the very least and the very greatest sorrows that God ever suffers to befall thee, proceed from the depths of his unspeakable love; and such great love were better for thee than the highest and best gifts besides that he has given thee, or ever could give thee, if thou could'st but see it in this light.

God is ever ready, but we are very unready; God is nigh to us, but we are far from him; God is within, we are without; God is at home, we are strangers. The prophet says: "God leadeth the righteous by a narrow path into a broad highway, till they come into a wide and open place": that is, unto the true freedom of that spirit which hath become one spirit with God. God help us all to follow him, that he may bring us unto himself!-John Tauler.

Lord, I know not what I ought to ask of thee; thou lovest me better than I can love myself. O my Father, give to thy child that which he knows not how to ask. I dare not pray either for crosses or consolations; I present myself before thee, I open my heart to thee. Behold those wants that I know not myself. See and do according to thy tender mercy.

I adore thy will without knowing it. I am silent before thee; I yield myself up, I would sacrifice myself to thy will, I could have no other desire than to do it. Teach me to pray; pray thyself in me.

O my God! what is death or life to me? Life is nothing; it is even a snare if it be too dear to me.

Death can only destroy this house of clay; it delivers the soul from the contamination of the body, and from its own pride. It frees it from the influence of the tempter, and introduces it forever into the kingdom of truth.

Thou hast
All I ask

I ask not, then, O my Father, for health or for life. I make an offering to thee of all my days. counted them. I would know nothing more. is to die rather than live as I have lived, and if it be thy will that I depart, let me die in patience and in love. Almighty God, who holdest the keys of the tomb in thy hand, to open and close it at thy will, give me not life if I love it too well. Living or dying, I would be thine. Fenelon.

All death in nature is birth, and in death appears visibly the advancement of life. There is no killing principle in nature, for nature throughout is life; it is not death which kills, but the higher life, which, concealed behind the other, begins to develop itself. Death and birth are but the struggle of life with itself to attain a higher form.-J. G. Fichte.

No set words or thoughts will enable us to meet death trustfully. Such trust is God's gift, and the more we detach ourselves from all save Himself, the more 66 freely He will give us" this, as all other blessings. Once attain to losing self in God, and death will indeed have no sting.-Jean Nicolas Grou.

Wherever I may be, through whatever worlds I may be led, I know that I shall forever remain in the hands of the Father who brought me hither, and calls me further on. - Herder.

Then woke

Stirrings of deep Divinity within,

And, like the flickerings of a smouldering flame,
Yearnings of a hereafter. Thou it was,

When the world's din and passion's voice was still,
Calling thy wanderer home. — Williams.

What shall I do to gain eternal life?
Discharge aright

The simple dues with which each day is rife,
Yea, with thy might.

Ere perfect scheme of action thou devise,
Thy life is fled.

But he who ever acts as conscience cries,
Shall live though dead. - Schiller.

He has gone before us. The spirit within him that used to talk to us, to look at us with kind eyes, has left the body, and is no longer visible. Blessings on his memory! May he also, if he behold us, bless us for we need his blessing. Greatly we need it, with these hopeless yearnings for his presence; these fears that we did not do all we might have done for him; this almost shame at feeling that we are warm and living, while he is cold and motionless; at home and housed, while he

is away.

But these are our thoughts, not his. His body is not his spirit; and perhaps his spirit looks upon us this moment, and sees how we loved him, and how we suffer. He knows the struggles that we have still to endure; he looks on his mortal friends with immortal kindness; on these dear relations, on these beloved children. Let us be calm in the hope of rejoining him; let us become patient in it; let us rejoice in it. Let us cherish the thoughts he would desire; let us take up

again the duties he would wish us, now and ever, to perform.

O friends that remain! ye will keep as much of me as ye are able; kind thoughts of me; recollections of our mutual joys and sufferings; recollection of the pardon we gave to each other. You will love all whom I have loved, and me in them.

Surely love, and hope, and joy are not confined to us. Surely there are myriads of beings inhabiting the invisible world. Some may have realized their heaven, and are resting. Some may be carrying it further. Some may be helping us, just as we help the bee, or the wounded bird; spirits of dear friends, who still pity our tears, rejoice in our smiles, and whisper into our hearts a belief that they are present.

The heart bids us believe it possible; and oh! whatever good thing the heart bids us believe, let us do our best to believe it; for God has put it there, and its goodness is His warrant for its being cherished. - Leigh Hunt.

The immortality of the soul is a truth which is not bright except to the pure in heart.

Through making us hope for immortality, God has made us a promise of it. If faith is the evidence of things not seen, hope is the certainty of them. Hope prophesies to us. Hope makes us free of the universe. I am a pilgrim, and life is what I have to travel over; and oh! I have many dangers and many wants; but hope is my all in all, nearly. Hope is light, and courage, and a staff; and when I sit down, it is a friend to talk with; and when I suffer, it is an angel to stand by and

strengthen me; and when I have wandered away in sin, and repented and returned to the right path, then from hope I get my peace of mind again, and newness of virtue.

The morrow of the world is a purpose in the mind of God, and so is the great to-morrow of my soul. And I can be well contented to have my life subside on the bosom of him in whom the day died away this evening so beautifully, and in whom it will begin again in the morning so grandly.

O, if there is a heaven for our faith, there are friends in it for our love. Love is greater than faith.

There are some great souls, the very thought of whom is an increase of faith.

A truthful heart never breaks; it strengthens to the last. And to the last we will trust. God is almighty; then all things are his mightiness, and all life is his will. *** * And to us joys shall be the will of God, and so shall pains and sorrows be. Providence is in all things, so that whatever we do not understand shall be to us nothing to be frightened about, but it shall be mystery and the will of God.

I know that darkness is good for me, as well as light, and that it is good for me not to know some things, as well as to know others; and for myself, I can pray to God out of my whole heart, and with the strength of my understanding, "Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven"; else there is not a flower, nor an insect, nor a bird, nor an animal, nor a day, nor a man, but might make me question myself to madness.- William Mountford.

Know of a truth that only the Time-shadows have