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Nailed to the ground, and fastened there,
This was the thought of my despair.

And when my very heart seemed dried,

And parched as summer dust,
Such still I deemed it must abide,

No hope had I, no trust
That any power again could bless
With fountains that waste wilderness.

But if both hope and fear were vain,

And came alike to naught,
Two lessons we from this may gain,

If ought can teach us aught ;-
One lesson rather, to divide

Between our fearfulness and pride.

Trench.

L

ET them that would build castles in the air,

Vault thither, without step or stair, Instead of feet to climb, take wings to fly,

And think their turrets top the sky. But let me lay all my foundations deep,

And learn before I run, to creep, Who digs through rocks to lay his ground-works low, May in good time build high, and sure, though flow.

Christopher Harvey.

PRAYER

PRAYER.

RAYER - the church's banquet ; angels age ;

God's breath in man returning to his birth ; ‘The soul in paraphrase ; heart in pilgrimage ;

The Christian plummet, sounding heaven and earth ;

PRAYER

Engine against th' Almighty ; finner's tower ;

Reversed thunder ; Christ's-side-piercing spear ; The fix-days world transposing in an hour ;

A kind of tune, which all things hear and fear;

Softness, and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss ;

Exalted manna ; gladness of the best;

Heaven in ordinary ; man well drest ; The milky-way; the bird of paradise ; Church bells beyond the stars heard ; the soul's blood ; 'The land of spices; something understood.

George Herbert.

O

JOYES! infinite sweetness! with what flowres
And shoots of glory my soul breakes and buds !

All the long houres
Of night and rest,
Through the still shrouds

Of neep and clouds,
This dew fell on my breast;

O how it blouds,
And spirits all my earth! heark! in what rings
And hymming circulations the quick world

Awakes and fings!
The rising winds
And falling springs,

Birds, beasts, all things
Adore Him in their kinds.

Thus all is hurl'd
In sacred hymnes and order, the great chime
And symphony of nature. Prayer is

The world in tune,
A spirit-voyce,

And vocall joyes,
Whose eccho is heaven's bliffe.

O let me climbe
When I lye down! The pious soul by night
Is like a clouded starre, whose beames, though said

To shed their light
Under some cloud,

Yet are above,

And shine and move
Beyond that mistie fhrowd.

So in my bed,
That curtain'd grave, though sleep, like alhes, hide
My lamp and life, both shall in Thee abide.

Henry Vaughan.

A

GARDEN so well watered before morn

Is hotly up, that not the swart sun's blaze,
Down-beating with unmitigated rays,
Nor arid winds from scorching places borne,
Shall quite prevail to make it bare and shorn
Of its green beauty — shall not quite prevail
That all its morning freshness shall exhale,
Till evening and the evening dews return
A blessing such as this our hearts might reap,
The freshness of the garden they might share,
Through the long day a heavenly freshness keep,
If, knowing how the day and the day's glare
Must beat upon them, we would largely steep,
And water them betimes with dews of prayer.

Trench. ENSAMPLES OF OUR SAVIOUR.

UR Saviour, (pattern of true holiness,)

,

When he was baptized in the wilderness,

In working miracles and in his preaching, Upon the mount, in garden groves of death, At his last supper, at his parting breath.

Nothing more grateful in the highest eyes,

Nothing more firm in danger to protect us,
Nothing more forcible to pierce the skies,

And not depart till mercy do respect us:
And, as the soul life to the body gives,
So prayer revives the soul, by prayer it lives.

Robert Southwell.

CALL TO PRAYER,

CO

NOME to the morning prayer,
Come

pray ;
Prayer is the Christian pilgrim's staff,

To walk with God all day.

us ; —

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