SACRED SONGS. THOU ART, OH GOD! "The day is thine; the night also is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sun. Thou hast set all the borders of the earth ; thou hast made summer and winter."-PSA. lxxiv. 16, 17. THOU art, O God! the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see. When Day, with farewell beam, delays Through golden vistas into heaven- When Night, with wings of starry gloom, When youthful Spring around us breathes, of FALLEN IS THY THRONE. FALLEN is thy throne, O Israel! Thy dwellings all lie desolate, Thy children weep in chains. That fire from heaven which led thee, Lord! thou didst love Jerusalem For other gods than Thee! * "I have left mine heritage; I have given the dearly-beloved my soul into the hands of her enemies."-JER. xii. 7. + "Do not disgrace the throne of thy glory."-JER. xiv. 21. "The Lord called thy name a green olive-tree; fair and of goodly fruit."-JER. xi. 16. Then sunk the star of Solyma Then pass'd her glory's day, “Go,”—said the Lord-" Ye conquerors THIS WORLD IS ALL A FLEETING SHOW. THIS world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given ; The smiles of Joy, the tears of Woe, § "For he shall be like the heath in the desert."—JEr. xvii. 6. * Take away her battlements; for they are not the Lord's."—— JER. V. 10. "Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the Valley of the Son of Hinnom, but the Valley of Slaughter; for they shall bury in To phet, till there be no place."-JER. vii. 32. Deceitful shine, deceitful flow- And false the light on Glory's plume, And Love, and Hope, and Beauty's bloom Poor wanderers of a stormy day, From wave to wave we're driven, And Fancy's flash, and Reason's ray, Serve but to light the troubled way There's nothing calm but heaven! WHO IS THE MAID ? ST. JEROME's Love. WHO is the maid my spirit seeks, Through cold reproof and slander's blight? Has she Love's roses on her cheeks? Is her's an eye of this world's light? No, wan and sunk with midnight prayer Are the pale looks of her I love ; *These lines were suggested by a passage in St. Jerome's reply to some calumnious remarks that had been circulated upon his intimacy with the matron Paula :-" Numquid me vestes sericæ, nitentes gemma, picta facies, aut auri rapuit ambitio? Nulla fuit alia Romæ matronarum, quæ meam possit edomare mentem, nisi lugens atque jejunans, fletu pene cæcata."-Epist. 'Si tibi putem.' |