Moses had not thought of asking, was given. He was to see the land of Canaan before he died. "His eye was not dim," and so God called him up to a mountain top, and rolled away all the mists that might have covered that fair land; and there it all lay outspread. He saw its smiling green meadows at his feet, between which the Jordan swiftly flowed. And to the right his eye glanced along the valleys, and woods, and bright waving corn-fields, that stretched away into the dim distance, where rose the purple, snowcrowned hills of Lebanon. To his left he saw the mountains swelling, like mighty billows of the sea all struck into stillness; and perhaps, as he looked upon them, some angel voice whispered in his ear, "There will stand Jerusalem, the city of peace; there shall be the temple, where for ages and ages Jehovah shall be worshipped; and see yonder, among the hills, on that little speck in the landscape, a CROSS shall one day stand, and the Son of God shall die to save the world." Across the beautiful land he might, perhaps, catch some dim sight of the blue Mediterranean, or at least have discerned where the white mist hung above its waters.

But we can only fancy what Moses saw. I think that even then, with all that glorious landscape before him, he must have been ready to lift his longing eyes to a still better land. He knew that there was a fairer home even than the home of Canaan. Sin had shut him out of this

land of promise, but sin had not shut him out of heaven. For God had forgiven him. The punishment was but for a little while, the joy should be for ever. For Jesus, the Saviour, was to die. Through that precious blood, which was to be shed upon the cross, the land of everlasting rest was already thrown open. And Moses knew that when his bright eye at last grew dim in death, and the earthly Canaan passed away from his view, his soul would see and find its home in heaven.

I remember once asking a little boy why we could not see into heaven now? He answered, innocently and prettily, "Because there are such clouds before our eyes." I have often thought of his answer. But if we trust in Jesus, death will be his messenger to take those clouds away, and to show us the full glory of that land of rest. You have, I dare say, often heard Christians sing

"Oh could we make those doubts remove,

Those gloomy doubts that rise,

And see the Canaan that we love

With unbeclouded eyes—

Could we but stand where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Could fright us from the shore."

Lastly, then, I ask, Where is Moses now?

His body-what became of that? The Lord buried it, and no man ever knew the place of the grave. Moses needed no monument to tell

what he had done. And it was well to hide the place where he lay, or the Jews might afterwards have worshipped the sepulchre, or dug up and honoured the cold bones. We know that people have done as foolishly as this, in venerating the graves and the remains of other men whom they have believed to be great and good. Yet it does not so much matter what became of the body. His soul-where is that?

Have you never read of that wonderful and glorious sight which three of the disciples of Jesus saw, when he went up into a high mountain, and the brightness of heaven came down about him, and his face and very garments shone with a light beyond the sun? Who were with Jesus then? One was the great prophet Elias, or Elijah, who had been taken up to heaven without dying; but the other, you know, was MOSES. God himself sent them down to talk with his beloved Son about the death which he

must die upon the cross. Friends of Jesuswhat a happiness and honour! Messengers to Jesus-chosen out of all heaven to converse with him and do him honour. Yes, the pilgrimage of Moses is past, the sins of life are over, its sorrows over too; Canaan, bright Canaan is his home for ever.

What must Moses then have felt about the CHOICE he had made when he refused to be called the son of Pharaoh's daughter, "esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the

treasures in Egypt"? Had it seemed a sorrowful thing once for him to be a servant of God? think of his glory now! Are any of my young readers ever called to suffer trial for the sake of Jesus? I cannot tell, but some may be persecuted, scoffed at, ill-treated, for his dear name. It is hard to bear, but think of the reward. Be true to your Saviour. Never give up. Whatever others may say or do, stand firm. Be meek and gentle, but be decided and earnest. He sees your sorrows, he owns your service, and one day you too shall be FOR EVER WITH THE LORD.

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Crossing the Jordan.

JOSHUA iii.; iv.

The last hindrance in Israel's journey-Jordan sometimes easy to cross-Its wild swellings-"Shall we not wait?"Command to go over at once-The vanished river-The moving pillar, and descending priests, and advancing thousands-They come ! they come !-The people all in CanaanGilgal-The river leaping back to its place-Lesson: God's faithfulness to his people- The heathen taught that God was Israel's friend-The heavenly Canaan-" Mr. Standfast". The end.

JOSHUA was the leader of the Israelites after the death of Moses; and the first work for him to do was to guide the people into the promised land. They were very near it now; and there was but one hindrance to their marching straight in. That hindrance was a river-the river Jordan: not a very large river, as many of my young readers know. We have all seen broader streams than the Jordan was generally. Joshua had sent over two men to Jericho, as we read in the second chapter, to look at the city and its inhabitants; and they crossed the river, and came back again without much trouble. I dare say the people were not nearly so much frightened by the sight of its rushing, muddy waters down in the narrow

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