But the Low and the WEAK shall mighty be: Is that bright day Which yet the CHURCH shall see. Then shall rejoice the wilderness In blossoms like the rose, And Righteousness and Truth shall bless In an eternal union, And the TRUE and the JUST shall joyous be; To stand in the way, That day the CHURCH shall see. We daily ask for that bright day; To walk betimes in God's own way, Nor fear when wrong or ill assail, And the SAVED and REDEEMED shall happy be. Then come what may To stand in the way, That day the CHURCH shall see. W. MARTIN. SMILES OF EVENING. SMILES of Evening o'er us beaming, From the sunset to the breast! Whose the charm of daylight dying? Whose the beams that round us shine? Angel echoes seem replying, Lord of Glory--They are thine. Dropping dews from flowers distilling Hark, the beetle now is ringing, Lord of Glory-These are thine. One by one the stars now brighten His great temple of the Skies; Worlds on Worlds around us hover, W. MARTIN. HYMN FOR CHRISTMAS DAY. SING on this joyous day A cheerful roundelay! This day our Lord came down to save Then, spirit, upwards soar, And view the glory of his birth, GOOD WILL TO MAN AND PEACE ON EARTH, And praise him evermore. Rejoice, O Soul! rejoice, And mingle with the voice Of pure and holy cherubim, And high and lofty seraphim, And angels fair and bright; Who now their hymns of joy are singing, Sing with the "Stars" on high, Yet all the stars that deck the sky, With lovely Flowerets sing, For he was Sharon's deathless "Rose," An "Amaranth" indeed, The "Heart's Ease," and the "Passion-flower," Sing with the " Birds,” who rove For love is heaven's own atmosphere, A "Bird of Paradise." Still sing with gladsome strain For to the storm he uttered "Peace, Would quell the tumults of the breast, Oh yes, rejoice! rehearse, His constant praise in endless song; It spreads salvation far and wide, Encircles the whole Earth! W. MARTIN. A HYMN OF PRAISE. GOD! JEHOVAH! LORD! Glory to THEE! Creator-King-Redeemer-Incarnate WORD- Glory! Eternal Glory unto Thee, Glory! Eternal Glory unto TheeRock of Salvation: Day-spring of Holiness, Deign, oh! deign to bless Us, as with humble hearts and bending knee, And voice exalted, we unceasingly Cry, Glory, Eternal Glory unto THEE! Countless myriads stand Before thy throne; And round thy dazzling footstool proudly shine Through all Eternity. The cherubim are marshall'd in thy gaze, And ceaseless praise With the pure seraphim in burning throngs, And loud Hosannas and unending songs Shout forth, Eternal Glory unto Thee. |