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HYMN FOR SPRING.
"Lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land." SONG OF SOLOMON II. 11, 12,
WE look around upon returning Spring,
Great source of life and beauty! and to Thee Would turn with renovated love, and sing
The goodness that adorns each bush and tree: But cold our hearts, and lifeless is our praise! With sin polluted, we essay in vain
On heavenly wings our earthly thoughts to raise, And chant thy glories in a holier strain.
Would that the scene around us could impart
As bursts the bud of spring, and blooms the flower! Then should the hymn of gratitude ascend,
Pure as the song which seraphim might own, And even from earth should mortal voices blend With theirs who sing for ever round the throne.
O nature's God, and God of grace, look down! Thou that canst deck the dry and withered stems With lovely hues, to which the monarch's crown
Were poor, though glittering with costliest gems, Look down on us!-shall these proclaim thy praise,
And we be silent? Lord, restore our powers! And we will sing thy love in heavenly laysTill nature's praises shall be poor to ours.
ART thou from bitterest sorrows free?
Look round upon thy fellow-men
With searching, thoughtful glance-and then, From earth to heaven uplift thy gaze,
And pour a fervid song of praise.
Amid the homes thou knowest near,
How few where hopes and joys combine,
Thou art not free from every ill :
So sheltered upon earth: the tree
Where sunbeams play, the winds may blow;
Tell of a sun above the cloud.
A little while, and thou shalt see
A land from clouds and shadows free;
A land where weary pilgrims rest,
In light unutterable blest :
'Tis high above this changeful dome; The seraph's and the good man's home.
THE MOTHER'S SOLACE.
"Of such is the kingdom of God."-MARK X. 14.
DEEM not, because its race was run
In vain thy darling little one
Nor think, because thy joy is flown,