some darling child, whom God hath taken to himself? These are no days of miracle, but dost thou not know that thy child shall rise again from the dead? Let thine own heart be given to God, and then thou shalt meet thy darling one, never to be separated. PASSAGES. I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit. ECCL. I. 17. ASK of the dreams which come to bless Life's early and unsullied hours; Which scatter o'er its wilderness Their golden sunshine and their flowers :- Of hope and promise to the heart, Breathing in balm, like winds of spring- Earth has no light which lingers on, enable him to bring the soul of the child back to its deserted body. Directed by the Lord, to whom he had looked for counsel, he laid his own warm bosom on the cold body of the child, kissed his cold lips, and sought by every means to impart to the body the animal warmth of his own body, and it was with inexpressible delight that he found the body of the child grow warm. But still there was no life. In the spirit of prayer, he walked to and fro for a time, and then tried the process again, and then was he cheered with signs of returning life; and soon did he see those eyes on which the death-seal had been set open once more to the light of life. God had heard his prayers: 'Gehazi, call this Shunamite.' On the instant she rushed into the room, and the prophet gave to her arms her living son, restored by the power of his God, in answer to the fervency and faithfulness of his prayers. With a gratitude too full for utterance she fell at the prophet's feet, and then 'she took her son and went out' to indulge, in the privacy of her own apartments, those hallowed and indescribable feelings which none but a mother knows. We presume not to intrude on that privacy. Is there a mother who has deigned to read this narrative, and has that mother wept on the bosom of N Ere grief comes forth her pall to throw On pleasure's chill and lonely grave. Fame, youth, and hope of earthly bliss, Ask, of that blest and blessing king He basked in the luxuriant light |