Is there no guide to show that path? The Bible-He alone who hath The Bible need not stray; But he who hath and will not give Himself shall lose the way. THE THREE MOUNTAINS. [Montgomery. WHEN on Sinai's top I see God descend in Majesty, To proclaim his holy law, All my spirit sinks with awe. When in ecstacy sublime, Darkness rushes o'er my sight. When on Calvary I rest, God in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace Here I would for ever stay, Thou art heaven on earth to me, FAITH. [Miss Caroline Fry. FAITH, like an unsuspecting child, Serenely resting on its mother's arm, Reposing every care upon her God, Sleeps on his bosom, and expects no harm. Receives with joy the promise he makes, Nor questions of his purpose or his power; She does not doubting ask, "Can this be so?" The Lord has said it, and there needs no more However deep be the mysterious word, In vain with rude and overwhelming force As evening's pale and solitary star But brightens while the darkness gathers round, So Faith, unmoved amidst surrounding storms, Is fairest seen in darkness most profound. HOPE. [Cowper. HOPE sets the stamp of vanity on all That men have deemed substantial since the fall; Yet has the wondrous virtue to educe From emptiness itself a real use; And while she takes, as at a father's hand, From fading good derives, with chemic art, Plucks amaranthine joys from bowers of bliss, wear. Hope, as an anchor, firm and sure, holds fast The Christian vessel, and defies the blast. Hope! nothing else can nourish or secure His new-born virtues, and preserve him pure. Hope! let the wretch, once conscious of the joy, Whom now despairing agonies destroy, Speak, for he can, and none so well as he What treasures centre, what delights in thee. Had he the gems, the spices and the land, That boasts the treasure, all at his command; The fragrant grove, th' inestimable mine, Were light, when weighed against one smile of thine. THE BELIEVER'S SAFETY. [Newton. THAT man no guard nor weapon needs, Whose heart the blood of Jesus knows; But safe may pass, if duty leads, Through burning sand or mountain snows. |