In joy and in sorrow, thro' praise and thro' blame,
Thus still let me, living and dying the same,
In Thy service bloom and decay-

Like some lone altar, whose votive flame
In holiness wasteth away!

Tho' born in this desert, and doomed by my birth
To pain and affliction, to darkness and dearth,
On Thee let my spirit rely-

Like some rude dial, that, fixed on earth,
Still looks for its light from the sky!

WEEP, CHILDREN OF ISRAEL.

WEEP, weep for him, the Man of God -*
In yonder vale he sunk to rest;

But none of earth can point the sod+
That flowers above his sacred breast.
Weep, children of Israel, weep!

His doctrine fell like Heaven's rain,‡
His words refreshed like Heaven's dew-

O, ne'er shall Israel see again

A Chief, to God and her so true.

Weep, children of Israel, weep!

* And the children of Israel wept for Moses in the plains of Moab.

DEUT. xxxiv: 8.

† And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab: but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day. DEUT. xxxiv: 6.

+ My doctrine shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew. MOSES' SONG, DEUT. XXXii: 2.

Remember ye his parting gaze,

His farewell song by Jordan's tide,
When, full of glory and of days,

He saw the promised land—and died! *
Weep, children of Israel, weep!

Yet died he not as men who sink,
Before our eyes, to soulless clay;
But, changed to spirit, like a wink
Of summer lightning, passed away !†
Weep, children of Israel, weep!

LIKE MORNING.

LIKE morning, when her early breeze
Breaks up the surface of the seas
That, in those furrows, dark with night,
Her hand may sow the seeds of light-

Thy grace can send its breathings o'er
The spirit, dark and lost before,
And, freshening all its depths, prepare
For truth divine to enter there!

* I have caused thee to see it with thine eyes, but thou shalt not go over thither. DEUT. xxxii: 4.

† As he was going to embrace Eleazer and Joshua, and was still discoursing with them, a cloud stood over him on the sudden, and he disappeared in a certain valley, although he wrote in the Holy Books, that he died, which was done out of fear, lest they should venture to say that, because of his extraordinary virtue, he went to God. JOSEPHUS, BOOK IV. CHAP. 8.

Till David touched his sacred lyre,
In silence lay th' unbreathing wire;
But, when he swept its chords along
Even angels stooped to hear that song.

So sleeps the soul, till Thou, O Lord,
Shalt deign to touch its lifeless chord
Till, waked by Thee, its breath shall rise
In music, worthy of the skies!

COME, YE DISCONSOLATE.

COME, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish,
Come, at God's altar fervently kneel;

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish

Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying,

Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure, Here speaks the Comforter, in God's name saying"Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.”

Go, ask the infidel, what boon he brings us,

What charm for aching hearts he can reveal, Sweet as that heavenly promise Hope sings us— "Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal.”

AWAKE, ARISE.

AWAKE, arise, thy light is come ;*

The nations, that before outshone thee,
Now at thy feet lie dark and dumb-
The glory of the Lord is on thee !

Arise-the Gentiles to thy ray,

From every nook of earth shall cluster; And kings and princes haste to pay

Their homage to thy rising lustre.§

Lift up thine eyes around, and see,
O'er foreign fields, o'er farthest waters,
Thy exiled sons return to thee,

To thee return thy home-sick daughters. †

And camels rich, from Midian's tents,

Shall lay their treasures down before thee; And Saba bring her gold and scents,

To fill thine air, and sparkle o'er thee.‡

* Arise, shine; for thy light is come, and the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee. ISAIAH lx.

§ And the gentiles shall come to thy light, and kings to the brightness of thy rising. ISAIah lx.

+ Lift up thine eyes round about and see; all they gather themselves together, they come to thee: thy sons shall come from afar and thy daughters shall be nursed at thy side. ISAIAH lx.

* The multitude of Camels shall cover thee; the dromedaries of Midian and Ephah; all they from Sheba shall come; they shall bring gold and incense. ISAIAH lx.

See who are these that, like a cloud,*
Are gathering from all earth's dominions,
Like doves, long absent, when allowed
Homeward to shoot their trembling pinions.

Surely the isles shall wait for me, +

The ships of Tarshish round will hover, To bring thy sons across the sea,

And waft their gold and silver over.

And, Lebanon, thy pomp shall grace —‡
The fir, the pine, the palm victorious
Shall beautify our Holy Place,

And make the ground I tread on glorious.

No more shall discord haunt thy ways,§
Nor ruin waste thy cheerless nation;
But thou shalt call thy portals, Praise,
And thou shalt name thy walls, Salvation.

* Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows. ISAIAH lx.

+ Surely the isles shall wait for me, and the ships of Tarshish first, to bring thy sons from far, their silver and their gold with them.

ISAIAH IX.

The glory of Lebanon shall come unto thee; the fir-tree, the pine-tree, and the box together, to beautify the place of my sanctuary, and I will make the place of my feet glorious. ISAIAH lx.

§ Violence shall no more be heard in thy land, wasting nor destruction within thy borders; but thou shalt call thy walls Salva tion, and thy gates Praise. Isaiah lx.