SUNDAY MORNING.

(SONNTAGSFRÜHE.)

My heart is bright with joy;

A Day of blessing sheds its ray : There is the clear sound ringing forth,

"Come to God's House to-day!"

To-day, when He shall speak, Open thy heart, and keep thee still : Cease from the labours of thy hands, When God would work His Will.

'Tis Open House to-day : The hungry souls He portioneth

With Living Bread; that all who eat

May never taste of death.

To-day, The Faithful Sower

Goes forth, the good seed scattering: There, in each spirit where it dwells, Rich harvest it shall bring.

To-day, The Shepherd True
His sheep and lambs together leads
To pastures fresh, where water-springs
Flow through sweet grassy meads.

To-day, The Great Physician,
Who heals our souls from every ill,
Stands rich in help, in word and deed,

Each pain and grief to still.

This is a Day of Blessing;

And joyful voices seem to say

In the Bells' clear tones, "Come forth, O Soul,

To the House of God to-day!"

"HOW LONG WILL YE LOVE VANITY?"

("WIE HABT IHR DAS EITLE SO LIEB?")

ETERNITY draws nearer

Time hastens fast away:

Mark'st thou its flight with gladness,
Or would'st thou bid it stay?
Hast thou but tears and sighing
For that which hastens past;
And knows thy heart no yearning
For higher joys, that last?

Receivest thou life's being

From what this world has given;

And hast thou never tasted

The powers of Life from Heaven?

Does Heaven seem strange and distant—

Is Earth thine only home?

How shall it be, O Mortal,

When death's dark hour is come!

Bethink thee of the issue

When earthly days are o'er : What doth this vain life promise

When Time shall be no more? Soon shall its course be finished;

Thy heart shall cease to move :— Shall the grave beneath thee open, But not the Heaven above?

O let not sinful fancies

Thy spirit's breath destroy ! Seek, in the time accepted,

The Life that brings true joy :

One only can impart it ;

The Life Himself, Who saith "He that believeth, liveth;

And dying, sees not death."

LIFE AND FULL SUFFICIENCY IN JESUS.

(LEBEN UND VOLLE GENÜGE IN JESU.)

JESUS, my Sun, before Whose beams

Night's shadows quickly flee ;

Jesus, my Bliss, Who drivest far

All grief and misery!

One clear sound ringeth in my heart
Where'er I stand or move ;—

O Son of God, Thou Holy One,
How wondrous is Thy Love!

One instinct ever fills my soul,
Deep, heavenly, and clear:
Unceasingly it seems to say,
"Thy one sole aim is here!"

Yes, I would fain for this one Pearl
Sell all that I possess ;
All joys that constitute a life

Of earthly happiness.