A SOLDIER'S course, from battles won To new-commencing ftrife; A pilgrim's, reftless as the sun; Behold the Chriftian's life! Prepared the trumpet's call to greet, Soldier of Jesus, stand! The hofts of Satan pant for spoil; Seek, soldier! pilgrim! seek thine home, The land whence pilgrims never roam, Where grief fhall never wound, nor death Disturb the Saviour's reign; Nor fin, with peftilential breath, His holy realm profane; Where founts of life their treasures yield In ftreams that never cease; Where everlasting mountains shield Vales of eternal peace : Where they who meet shall never part; Where grace achieves its plan; And God, uniting every heart, Dwells face to face with man. Thomas Gisborne. 1803. LUTHER'S PRAYER. O way; UR God, our Father, with us ftay, And let us build our hopes on thee, Flee from temptation, and to fight So fhall we ever fing to Thee, Hallelujah! 1483-1501. CHRISTMAS. IT T came upon the midnight clear, From angels bending near the earth The world in solemn ftillness lay, Still through the cloven fkies they come, They bend on heavenly wing, The bleffed angels fing. Yet with the woes of fin and ftrife And ye, beneath life's crushing load, O, reft befide the weary road, For lo! the days are haftening on, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels fing. Rev. E. H. Sears. THE WORD. IN N the beginning was the Word: It gleamed with quick creative power, Thy Word, O God! is living yet, Amid earth's reftless ftrife, New harmony creating still, And as that Word moves surely on, Streams farther out athwart the dark, O Word that broke the ftillness first, Till all Earth's darkness be made light, Till wail of woe and clank of chain And bruit of battle ftilled The world with thy great mufic's pulse, O Word of Love! be thrilled; |