The crush of Empire, sapped by tears and gore, In smoothest flow Thy being's truth obey, But most, O God! the inward eyes of thought Thy blessings praise that first in wo begin, Fair sight it is, and med'cinal for man, To see Thy guidance lead the human breast; Awakening sense with love and purpose blest; This to have known, my soul, be thankful thou! The ray that marks man's holiest brotherhood; Thus e'en from guilt's deep curse and slavish vow, And dreams whereby the light was long withstood, Thee, Lord! whose mind is rule supreme to all, Unveiled we see, and hail Thy wisdom's call. THE SOUL DISCIPLINED TO SEE GOD'S WILL. BOLD is the life, and deep and vast in man A flood of being poured unchecked from Thee! To Thee returned by Thy unfailing plan, When tried and trained Thy will unveiled to see. The spirit leaves the body's wondrous frame, Although from darkness born, to darkness fled, Horace Smith. 1779-1849. THE PERPETUAL RELIGION. RELIGIONS from the soul deriving breath, Should know no death; Yet do they perish, mingling their remains Creeds, canons, dogmas, councils, are the wrecked Apis, Osiris, paramount of yore On Egypt's shore, Woden and Thor, through the wide North adored, With blood outpoured, Jove and the multiform divinities, To whom the Pagan nations bowed their knees, Lo! they are cast aside, dethroned, forlorn, Defaced, out-worn, Like the world's childish dolls, which but insult Its age adult, Or prostrate scarecrows, on whose rags we tread With scorn proportioned to our former dread. Alas for human reason! all is change, All ages form new systems, leaving heirs The future will but imitate the past; Is there no compass, then, by which to steer No tie that may indissolubly bind To God, mankind? No code that may defy Time's sharpest tooth? There is! there is! One primitive and sure, Unchanged in spirit, though its forms and codes Contains all creeds within its mighty span : THE LOVE OF GOD DISPLAYED IN LOVE OF MAN. This is the Christian's faith when rightly read; Oh! may it spread, Till earth redeemed from every hateful leaven Below one blesséd brotherhood of love, One Father worshipped with one voice—above! A PRAYER. FATHER and God! whose love and might sea sky, Expand their hearts, and give them cause To bless th' exhaustless grace they now deny. THE QUARREL OF FAITH, HOPE, AND CHARITY ONCE Faith, Hope, and Charity traversed the land Of the whole Christian world, the appropriate But tiffs, since those primitive days, have occurred, |