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On us thy spirit haft thou poured;
To us thy word has come;
Thou fhalt not find us dumb.
Thou comeft near; thou ftandeft by;
Our work begins to fhine;
On come the years divine!
T. H. Gill.
OLD AND NEW.
OSOMETIMES gleams upon our fight,
That all of good the paft hath had
We lack but open eye and ear
For ftill the new transcends the old,
Through the harm noises of our day
Henceforth my heart mall figh no more
J. G. Whittier.
THE DAY OF THE LORD!
THE day of the Lord is at hand, at hand,
All dreamers toss and figh.
Of the day of the Lord at hand.
Gather you, gather you, angels of God;
Chivalry, Juftice, and Truth;
Come down and renew us her youth!
Gather you, gather you, hounds of hell, —
Famine, and Plague, and War;
Gather,—and fall in the snare!
Who would fit down and whine for a loft Age of Gold
While the Lord of all ages is here?
And those who can suffer can dare.
Rev. Charles Kingfley.
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC.
MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are ftored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightnings of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnifhed rows of fteel: "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace mall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crufh the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on."
He has sounded forth the trumpet that fhall never call retreat;
He is fifting out the hearts of men before His judgmentseat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Chrift was born across the sea, With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me: As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Mrs. Julia Ward Howe.
THY WILL BE DONE.
WE see not, know not; all our way
The flefh may fail, the heart may faint,