...blood of thy covenant I have sent forth thy prisoners out of the pit wherein is no water. Zech. xi. 11. AT length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid Deep...gone; Around those lips where power and mercy hung, Sleep'st Thou indeed ? or is thy spirit fled, At large among the dead ? Whether in Eden bowers thy...

...thy covenant I have sent forth thy prisoners out of the pit wherein is no water. >,•/.-, ix. 11. AT length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid Deep...sleep'st a silent corse, in funeral fetters wound. i Sleep'st Thou indeed ? or is thy spirit fled, At large among the dead ? Whether in Eden bowers thy...

...themselves. The first is on Easter Eve, and is the very spirit of that commemoration At length tJie worst it o'er, and thou art laid Deep in thy darksome bed;...sleep'st a silent corse, in funeral fetters wound. Sleeps't thou indeed ] or is thy spirit fled At large, among the dead—etc. etc. The second is on...

...of thy covenant I have seat forth thy pii'oner* oot of the pit wherein is no wat,-'r. Zech. ix. II. AT length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid Deep...and mercy hung, The dews of death have clung ; The duil earth o'er Thee, and thy foes around, Thou sleep's): a silent corse, in funeral fetters wound....

...recalled the offensive 'conduct, during this holy and mournful week, of the British Protestants in-Rome, especially during the procession on Maundy Thursday,...around, Thou sleep'st, a silent corse, in funeral letters wound. IN the evening, Geraldine being invited to hear again the Miserere at the Sistine chapel,...

...appreciate them of themselves. The first is on Easter Eve, and is the very spirit of that commemoration At length the worst is o'er, and thou art laid Deep...dreary stone Thy sacred form is gone : Around those lipi, where power and mercy hung, The dews of death have clung ; The dull earth o'er thee, and thy...

...with which his venerable countenance was illumined, as he bore the hidden Deity— that look—that never-to-be-forg*otten look, wrought the conversion...o'er, and thou art laid Deep in thy darksome bed, Thy sacred form is gone. All still and cold, beneath yon dreary stone, Around those lips, where power...

...his merits, who died, and was buried, and rose again for us, thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen.] AT length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid Deep...sleep'st a silent corse, in funeral fetters wound. / » Sleep'st Thou indeed ? or is thy spirit fled, At large among the dead? Whether in Eden bowers...

...to save ; Nor would Jehovah leave Him in the grave, Nor could corruption taint His Holy One. DALE. At length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid Deep...and Thy foes around, Thou sleep'st a silent corse, iu funeral fetters wound. ****** So buried with our Lord, we'll close our eyes To the decaying world,...

...glorious, as if he had not withdrawn his beams and refused to look on while the deed of horror was doing. " At length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid Deep...sleep'st a silent corse, in funeral fetters wound." What a contrast, in this silence and peace, to the scenes of violence and blood which had just before...