I gave him all; he blessed it, brake, And ate, but gave me part again. Mine was an angel's portion then, I spied him, where a fountain burst gone; The heedless water mocked his thirst, Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, I drank, and never thirsted more. 'Twas night; the floods were out; it blew A winter hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest, Then made the hearth my bed, and seemed Stript, wounded, beaten, nigh to death, I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, In prison I saw him next, condemned And honored him 'midst shame and scorn: My friendship's utmost zeal to try, He asked, if I for him would die; The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill, But the free spirit cried, "I will." Then in a moment to my view, The stranger darted from disguise; The tokens in his hands I knew, My Saviour stood before mine eyes: He spake; and my poor name he named; "Of me thou hast not been ashamed: These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto me." Montgomery. THE PREPARATION. "Where wilt thou that we prepare ?"- Luke xxii. 9. PREPARE the Saviour room, Where'er thou hast a place, And to thy banquet he will come, Prepare the temple high, The place of public prayer- Prepare the social hall, Where saints commune and pray And there as humble faith shall call, He'll all his love display. Prepare the household shrine, And there thy children bringAnd daily he will stoop to shine On that domestic ring. Prepare the secret place, The closet of thy thought And there he'll meet thee face to face, But most thyself prepare The temple of thy soul!- Let every thought make room, And to thy bosom he will come, In peace Religious Magazine. JESUS WASHING THE DISCIPLES' FEET. "What thou knowest not now, thou shalt know hereafter."- John xiii. 7. THERE is a secret in the ways of God With his own children, which none others know, By which his wisdom has prepared his saints And be my frowning friend. A friend that frowns We welcome clouds which bring the former rain, Swaine. THE LORD'S SUPPER. "This do in remembrance of me."- Luke xxii. 19. I. ACCORDING to thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember thee. Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; The testamental cup I take, And thus remember thee. Gethsemane can I forget? Or there thy conflict see, |