THE PROPHET AND THE WIDOW.

Before Sarepta's gate was seen

A Widow lone, who tried
A few dry sticks from earth to glean,

To warm her, ere she died.
A famine sore had swept the land ;

And though she knew the Lord,
She dared not hope his sov’reign hand

Would help to her afford.

There, as she bent her feeble frame,

A stranger, parch'd with drought,
Approach'd-and, in Johovah's name,

A cup of water sought:
The Widow turn’d to seek the spring,-

When forth his hands he spread,
And begg'd, that she would also bring

A morsel of her bread.

The mourner heav'd a deep-drawn sigh,

Then cried, in accents wild6. As lives thy God-no cake have I

“ To feed me or my child : “ Of meal, remains one handful bare,

" And one small cruse of oil; “ And 'tis to dress this scanty fare,

6. That thus I sadly toil.”

6. Fear not—the Prophet mildly spake

" Nor doubt Jehovah's aid ; 6. But make me first a little cake,

6. Then do as thou hast said : 6. For thus declares the Lord Most High,

os Before whose throne I bend; “ Nor meal shall waste--nor cruse be dry

“ Till rain on earth descend."

And now, those joys the Widow tastes

From simple faith which flow; And on the Man of God she hastes

Her morsel to bestow.

And thus with him, from day to day,

Herself and household fared ; Nor meal did waste-nor oil decay,

As God by him declared.

ON FAITH.
If to Faith it once be known,
God has said it shall be done ;
And in his appointed way,

Faith has then no more to say.
Moses' Rod, by Faith upreard,
Through the sea a path prepared.
Jericho's high thick strong wall,
At the Trumpets' sound must fall.
With a Pitcher and a Lamp,
Gideon overthrew a Camp;
And a Stone, well aim'd by Faith,
Proved the great Philistine's death.
Abram was a Man of Faith,
As the Holy Scripture saith ;
And Nathanael, as we see,
Pray'd by Faith beneath a tree.
God alone the heart can reach,
Yet the Teacher still must teach;
'Tis his part the seed to sow,
But 'tis God's to make it grow.

WHAT IS FAITH?
"Tis Faith which makes the sinner mourn

The folly of his way;
And willingly to God return,

And grieve, and weep, and pray.
Through Faith he sees his sin is heald,

And God is reconciled;
Faith holds to view the pardon seal’d,

Which owns him for a child.
Faith is the Christian's anchor sure,

When on Life's billows toss'd ;

For Faith will to the end endure,

When all beside is lost.

Faith is the Christian's Telescope,

Which brings his God to view ;
'Tis Faith revives his drooping hope

With objects ever new.

Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,

And Faith the Christian's food;
Faith smooths the rugged road of death,

And brings him home to God.

THE SABBATH.

1st Child.

A Dialogue for Two Children.
Though the Sabbath bells are ringing,

Let us wander wild and free:
While the flowers around are springing,

Come and play along with me.

2d Child. What! and mock the God who made us ?

Scorn what his commandments say ? God is mighty, and he bade us

Holy keep the Sabbath-day.

1st Child. Ah, but who would mourn and sorrow,

When he might some pleasure see? Perhaps there may be rain to-morrow ;

Come to-day and play with me. 2d Child. Gospel truths are still a treasure;

Shall I cast them all away?
Not for any worldly pleasure

Will I break the Sabbath-day.

1st Child

While our frames are strong and hearty,

Let's be happy,--come, agree;
Let us join some pleasant party;
Spare an hour to play with me.

2d Child. Duty loudly bids me stay not;

Bids me hear not what you say :
Life goes quickly, and I may not

Live another Sabbath-day.

1st Child. Thus to leave me, how provoking;

Duty is your constant plea:
But I know that you are joking ;

Spare one minute to play with me. 2d Child. All temptations are distressing ;

Here will I no longer stay:
How can I expect a blessing,

If I break the Sabbath-day?

1st Child. Sure you have not lost your reason;

Why should children churlish be,
Only for a little season-
For one moment play with me?

2d Child. Not one moment! grace is stronger

Than the snares the wicked lay :
Sin it is to linger longer;

I will keep the Sabbath-day.

1st Child. Haste away then, since you dare not

Take your pleasure; bend your kuee, When, and where you will,- I care not;

You shall never play with me.

I can pardon bad behaviour,

Nor will I neglect to pray,
That we may with Christ our Saviour

Spend an endless Sabbath-day.

THE SABBATH.
We must not play on Sunday,

Because it is a sin
But we may play on Monday,
On Tuesday and on Wednesday,
On Thursday, Friday, and Saturday,

Till Sunday comes again.

We must not work on Sunday,

Because it is a sin;
But we may work on Monday,
On Tuesday and on Wednesday,
On Thursday, Friday, and Saturday,

Till Sunday comes again.
We must not buy on Sunday,

Because it is a sin;
But we may buy on Monday,
On Tuesday and on Wednesday,
On Thursday, Friday, and Saturday,

Till Sunday comes again.
We must not sell on Sunday,

Because it is a sin ;
But we may sell on Monday,
On Tuesday and on Wednesday,
On Thursday, Friday, and Saturday,

Till Sunday comes again.

DIALOGUE ON THE WORKS OF GOD.

(Two Little Boys.)

1st Boy. Dear William. I should like to know

• Who sends the bitter frost and snow? 2d Boy.' 'Tis that gre

'Tis that great God, and none beside,

Who, once, great Jordan did divide. 1st Boy. Who bids the little bird prepare

Its nest with such exceeding care ?
'Tis He, who in his Word hath said-

That ev'ry sparrow shall be fed. 1st Boy. Who taught the ant to lay up store

Against cold Winter's stormy hour ? : 2d Boy. Why, that great God, who bids us learn

The lessons taught us by a worm. 1st Boy. Who gave the rose her crimson hue,

And bath'd the earth in morning dew? 2d Boy. 'Twas He, who dwells beyond the skies,

Where never ending pleasure lies.