THE MEETING OF JACOB AND JOSEPH. "Now let me die, since I have seen thy face, because thou art yet alive!"GENESIS XLVI. 30. HIGH as the pyramids of Egypt soar, Who had, in Pharaoh's house, great honours won. That son, now clothed in princely garments, came With joy, to meet his aged sire; While in his breast woke sacred fire, To feed his ripening zeal,-the purest flame They met !-Oh! who hath known a joy like this, Whose spirit did not praise, and bless, The Lord of life and happiness? And Jacob bless'd so great a heaven-born bliss, At such a sight, no parents tears would sleep! "Now let me die, since I behold once more, Long fondly clung the old man's wither'd hand, AHIJAH'S PROPHECY. "Arise thou therefore, get thee to thine own house; and when thy feet enter into the city, the child shall die."-1 KINGS, XIV. 12. UPON the mother's troubled ear, How heavy falls that dreadful sound; Within thy home, shall death be found!" THE CRUCIFIXION. “Ηλί, Ηλι, λαμὰ σαβαχθανί.”—MATTHEW XXVII. 46. SINNERS behold! the Lamb is slain! For you stretch'd on th' accursed tree! O! wond'rous love! when from the upper sky, Lo! angels hide their faces now— God's own, and everlasting Son! Rocks, mountains shake, and temples cleave in twain, On Calvary's cross the Saviour suffers pain! See, on his righteous brow, a crown See, how the heavy load of crime- Bows down his soul :-and view, with grief, Amidst such pangs, he called upon his God, From heaven no soothing succour came, To ease the Saviour's out-pour'd soul; Not e'en the bitterest stripe was sparedThe curse came down !-He bore the whole ! And when Almighty wrath was satisfied, "Lord it is finished," Jesus said, and died! In glory, now, he pleads for us, Yet sin rends every vein anew; And still each open wound proclaims, "Sinners, he bled-he died for you!" Then come-nor fear-he intercedes for all; Though weary, wretched, "Come," it is his call. THE BIBLE. "The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul, the testimony of the Lord is sure making wise the simple."-PSALM XIX. 7. BLESSED Bible! kind instructor, Bible! source of heavenly pleasure— Bible !-never sound, so sweetly Could the world's allurements tell. Bible! had not rays so kindly, Been upon thy pages shown; Sinners, 'midst their wanderings blindly, O blessed Bible! I would hold thee Thou dost to the Lord of glory, Bid my soul with hope draw near, And in faith, when life's grown hoary, I will hold thee ever dear. Yes, when death's stern voice shall call me, What though terrors would appal me— |