I know that deadly evils compass me,

Dark perils threaten, yet I would not fear, Nor poorly shrink, nor feebly turn to flee,Thou, O my Christ, art buckler, sword, and spear.

But see, the Pillar-cloud is rising now,

And moving onward thro' the desert-night;
It beckons, and I follow, for I know
It leads me to the heritage of light.

Feast after feast thus comes and passes by;
Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above,
Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,

The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love.

THE FEAST.

LOVE strong as death, nay stronger,

Love mightier than the grave;

Broad as the earth, and longer
Than ocean's widest wave.
This is the love that sought us,
This is the love that bought us,
This is the love that brought us

To gladdest day from saddest night,
From deepest shame to glory bright,
From depths of death to life's fair height,
From darkness to the joy of light:

This is the love that leadeth

Us to his table here,

This is the love that spreadeth

For us this royal cheer.

GOD'S ISRAEL.

"HAPPY Sous of Israel,

Who in pleasant Canaan dwell;”
Happy they, but happier we,

If Jehovah's own we be.

Happy citizens who wait

Within Salem's hallowed gate;
Happy they, but happier we
Who the heavenly Salem see.

Happy sons of Levi there,

Who within thy house of prayer
Always stand; but happier we,
Day and night still praising Thee.

For Jerusalem above

Is the city that we love ;
Jerusalem our home we call,–

Heavenly mother of us all.

The first two lines of the above are from the old translation of the 66th Psalm by George Sandys.

THE SHADOW OF THE CROSS.

OPPRESS'D with noon-day's scorching heat,
To yonder cross I flee;
Beneath its shelter take my seat;
No shade like this for me!

Beneath that cross clear waters burst,

A fountain sparkling free;

And there I quench my desert thirst

No spring like this for me!

A stranger here, I pitch my tent
Beneath this spreading tree;

Here shall my pilgrim life be spent ;
No home like this for me!

For burdened ones a resting-place,
Beside that cross I see;

Here I cast off my weariness;

No rest like this for me!

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CHRIST OUR PEACE.

I THOUGHT upon my sins, and I was sad,
My soul was troubled sore and filled with pain;
But then I thought on Jesus and was glad,
My heavy grief was turned to joy again.

I thought upon the law, the fiery law,
Holy, and just, and good in its decrée ;

I looked to Jesus, and in Him I saw
That law fulfilled, its curse endured for me.

I thought I saw an angry frowning God

Sitting as Judge upon the great white throne; My soul was overwhelmed, then Jesus shewed His gracious face, and all my dread was gone.

I saw my sad estate, condemned to die,

Then terror seized my heart, and dark despair ; But when to Calvary I turned my eye,

I saw the cross, and read forgiveness there.