On the lone mountain side,

Before the morning's light, The Man of Sorrows wept and cried,

And rose refreshed with might.

478.-Songs of Praise.

PSALM cxi. I.

75. 'ONGS of praise the angels sang,

Heaven with hallelujahs rang When Jehovah's work begun, When He spake and it was done.

SONGS

Oh hear us, then, for we

Are very weak and frail ; We make the Saviour's name our plea,

And surely must prevail.

C. H. SPURGEON.

Songs of praise awoke the morn When the Prince of peace was born; Songs of praise arose when He Captive led captivity.

Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown that day; God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth.

477.—Rest and Worship.

REVELATION i. 10. HE only one of the author's many

Hymns that is likely to live, and that for its tender restful tone rather

than for any poetic excellence. These five verses are from a longer poem of fourteen. In many hymn-books a second verse is added by a different writer : "Come bless the Lord, whose love assigns

So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
Provides an antepast of heaven,

And gives this day the food of seven." This inversion of the history of the manna is undoubtedly ingenious and interesting; but the addition as a whole scarcely improves the Hymn.

L.M.
NOTHER six days' work is done,

Another Sabbath is begun,
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day thy God hath blest.

And shall man alone be dumb
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No! the church delights to raise
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.

Saints below with heart and voice Still in songs of praise rejoice, Learning here by faith and love Songs of praise to sing above.

AN

,

Borne upon their latest breath
Songs of praise shall conquer death,
Then amid eternal joy
Songs of praise their powers employ.

JAMES MONTGOMERY.

Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise
As grateful incense to the skies,
And draw from heaven that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows.

This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
With joy, great God, Thy works we view
In various scenes both old and new;
With praise we think on mercies past,
With hope we future pleasures taste.

479.-The Day of Rest.

MARK xvi. 2. WO verses this beautiful Hymn (2 and 6) are often omitted in the collections; and the words in verse 5

"At His dear altar" are changed to "In Thy pure presence," the Hymn having been originally “sacramental." But take "altar" in its widest, spiritual sense, and there seems no real reason for the change.

7.6.
"HE dawn of God's dear Sabbath

Breaks o'er the earth again,
As some sweet summer morning

After a night of pain :

THE

In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures, pass away ;
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend
In hope of one that ne'er shall end !

DR. JOSEPH STEVVETT.

When the worldling, sick at heart,

Lifts his soul above;
When the prodigal looks back

To his Father's love ;