Those only those-which broke with many a groan
From his full heart-"O Father take away
The cup of vengeance I must drink to-day;
Yet, Father, not my will, but thine be done!"
It could not pass away; for he alone

Was mighty to endure, and strong to save;
Nor would Jehovah leave him in the grave,
Nor would corruption taint his Holy One.

DALE.

THE CRUCIFIXION.

(Imitated from the Italian of Crescembini.)

MATT. XXVII.

ASKED the Heavens, "What foe to God hath done
This unexampled deed?"—The Heavens exclaim,
"'Twas man; and we in horror snatched the sun

From such a spectacle of guilt and shame."

I asked the Sea;-the Sea in fury boiled,

And answered with his voice of storms, "'Twas man ;
My waves in panic at his crime recoiled,

Disclosed the abyss, and from the centre ran."
I asked the Earth;-the Earth replied aghast,
"'Twas man; and such strange pangs my bosom rent,
That still I groan and shudder at the past."
To man, gay, smiling, thoughtless man, I went,
And asked him next;-he turned a scornful eye,
Shook his proud head, and deigned me no reply.

MONTGOMERY.

THE CROSS.

(HE cross, the cross! oh, bid it rise,
'Mid clouds about it curled,
In bold relief against the skies,

Beheld by all the world;

A sign to myriads far and wide,
On every holy fane-

Meet emblem of the Crucified

For our transgressions slain.

The cross, the cross! With solemn vow
And fervent prayer to bless,
Upon the new born infant's brow
The hallowed seal impress;
A token that in coming years,

All else esteemed but loss,

He will press on through foes and fears,
The soldier of the cross.

The cross, the cross! Upon the heart
O seal the signet well,

An amulet, against each art

And stratagem of hell;

A hope, when other hopes shall cease,
And worth all hopes beside.

The Christian's blessedness and peace,
His joy and only pride!

The cross, the cross! Ye heralds blest,

Who in the saving name

Go forth to lands with sin opprest,
The cross of Christ proclaim !
And so, 'mid idols lifted high,
In truth and love revealed,
It may be seen by every eye,

And stricken souls be healed.

The cross! Dear Church, the world is dark,
And wrapt in shades of night,
Yet, lift but up within thy ark

This source of living light-
This emblem of our heavenly birth
And claim to things divine.

So thou shalt go through all the earth,

And conquer in this sign.

REV. B. D. WINSLOW.

THE LOVE OF THE SAVIOUR.

H! never, never canst thou know
What then for thee the Saviour bore;
The pangs of that mysterious woe

That wrung his frame at every pore;
The weight that pressed upon his brow,
The fever of his bosom's core!

Yes! man for man, perchance, may brave
The horrors of the yawning grave;
And friend for friend, or child for sire,
Undaunted and unmoved expire,
From love, or piety, or pride-
But who can die as Jesus died?
A sweet, but solitary beam,

An emanation from above,

Glimmers o'er life's uncertain dream,-

We hail that beam and call it Love!
But fainter than the star's pale ray
Before the noontide blaze of day,
And lighter than the viewless sand
Beneath the wave that sweeps the strand,
Is all of love that man can know-
All that in angel breasts can glow-
Compared, O Lord of Hosts, with thine-
Eternal-fathomless-divine!

That love, whose praise with quenchless fire,
Inflames the blest seraphic choir;

Where perfect rapture reigns above,
And love is all-for thou art Love!

DALE

THE VOICE OF GOD.

"I heard thy voice in the garden, and I was afraid."

MIDST the trilling leaves, thy voice

At evening's fall drew near:
Father! and did not man rejoice

That blessed sound to hear?

Did not his heart within him burn,

Touched by the solemn tone? Not so! for, never to return,

Its purity was gone.

Therefore, 'midst holy stream and bower,

His spirit shook with dread,

And called the cedars in that hour

To veil his conscious head.

Oh! in each wind, each fountain's flow,
Each whisper of the shade,

Grant me, my God, thy voice to know,
And not to be afraid!

MRS. HEMANS.

BLESSED BE THY NAME FOR EVER.

LESSED be thy name for ever,

Thou of life the guard and giver!

Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping;

Heal the heart long broke with weeping.

God of stillness and of motion,

Of the desert and the ocean,

Of the mountain, rock, and river,

Blessed be thy name for ever!

Thou who slumberest not nor sleepest,

Blest are they thou kindly keepest!
God of evening's parting ray,

Of midnight's gloom, and dawning day,
That rises from the azure sea,
Like breathings of eternity,-
God of life, that fade shall never,
Blessed be thy name for ever!

HOGG.

TRUST IN THE SAVIOUR.

POT seldom, clad in radiant vest,
Deceitfully goes forth the Morn;
Not seldom Evening, in the west,

Sinks smilingly forsworn.

The smoothest seas will sometimes prove,
To the confiding bark, untrue;

And, if she trust the stars above,
They can be treacherous too.

The umbrageous oak, in pomp outspread,
Full oft, when storms the welkin rend,
Draws lightning down upon the head
It promised to defend.

But Thou art true, incarnate Lord,

Who didst vouchsafe for man to die; Thy smile is sure, thy plighted word No change can falsify!

I bent before thy gracious throne,

And asked for peace with suppliant knee;
And peace was given,- —nor peace alone,
But faith, sublimed to ecstasy!

WORDSWORTH.

REDEMPTION.

HOW unlike the complex works of man,
Heaven's easy, artless, unencumbered plan!
No meretricious graces to beguile,

No clust ring ornaments to clog the pile:
From ostentation as from weakness free,
It stands like the cerulean arch we see,