May. BEHOLDING THE MOON RISK OVER THE PALLID SEA AND THE SILVERY MIST OF THE MEADOWS: SILENTLY, ONE BY ONE, IN THE INFINITE MEADOWS OF HEAVEN BLOSSOM'D THE LOVELY STARS,-THE FORGET-ME-NOTS or THE ANGELS. MAY. MAY 1. THE BIBLE. Only those who wait upon the Bible through a life-time of prayer, study, and patience, can be rewarded with an intelligent and beautiful reverence for it, as for "the wisdom of God in a mystery." Think! it is not simply wisdom, but the wisdom of God; and not simply the wisdom of God, but the wisdom of God in a mystery. Very notable is the agreement between the Book and every man's deep nature. "Deep calleth unto deep." The Bible is the only profoundly human thing in the world. The world, and all that is in the world, are in agreement only with our shallow nature. When conscience awakes from its sensual slumber, there is a marvellous agreement between its suspicions, its fears, its dark utterances, and the Old Testament. The true Mount Sinai is in the human soul. But there are also deep and far-reaching longings in man, as well as conscience, and the New Testament is a complete answer to all these longings. The Bible seems to be the law of my own being out-written. It meets every difficulty, it throws light on every mystery, it supplies every want, it leaves nothing to be desired. There is much in the Book to exercise both patience and hope; and I need both. I need patience under the present dark and corrupt condition of nature; and I need hope, that the mystery of God will be finished. It is finished in our Lord Jesus Christ. When all the redeemed shall have the Spirit of Christ for their spirit, and when all matter shall be like unto His glorious body, then the mystery of God will be finished also in the universe. "Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus." (Pulsford.) May 2. MARK V. 18-19. Do you ever find, among all the persons whom He miraculously cured, a single one whom He re tained, to be afterwards near Him as a disciple, an attendant, and a follower? So true it is, that our Lord here in His conduct resembled the sun; which, imparting as it does, light to the stars, does not exact from them any remuneration by making them follow in his track, or add to his beams; but rather that they should forthwith fly away as he appears. (Signori.) May 3. A STRANGER HERE. I miss the dear paternal dwelling, I miss the chamber of my childhood, I miss the ivied haunt of moonlight, |