BOUNTY.

I WILL sing unto the Lord, because he hath dealt bountifully with me. -Psalm xiii. 6.

Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.-Psalm cxvi. 7.

Being enriched in every thing to all bountifulness, which causeth through us thanksgiving to God.-II. Corinthians, ix. 11.

THIS goodly frame of temperance,

Formerly grounded, and fast settled

On firm foundation of true bountihood. Spenser.
Those godlike men, to wanting virtue kind,
Bounty well placed preferred, and well designed,
To all their titles.

How full of cheer,

Joyous, devout, and grateful is the soul
To see again its unexhausted God

Dryden.

Thus pile the table of a world with bread!
For what's the globe on which we all subsist?
The table of immortal bounty 'tis,

A feast perpetual, where unnumbered sons
Sit down to banquet as their sires withdraw,
And in succession generations feed,
Contented rise, give thanks, and pass away.

Hurdis.

The hand that built the palace of the sky,
Formed the light wings that decorate a fly;
The power that wheels the circling planets round,
Rears every infant floweret on the ground;
That bounty which the mightiest beings share,
Feeds the least gnat that gilds the evening air.
J. Montgomery.

I love the Lord;-he lent an ear
When I for help implored;
He rescued me from all my fear,
Therefore I love the Lord.

BREAD.

THEN said the Lord unto Moses, Behold, I will rain bread from heaven for you; and the people shall go out and gather a certain rate every day, that I may prove them, whether they will walk in my law, or no-Exodus, xvi. 4.

Man doth not live by bread only, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of the Lord doth man live.-Deuteronomy,

viii. 3.

Bread which strengtheneth man's heart.-Psalm civ. 15.

Cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.--Ecclesiastes, xi. 1.

He that walketh righteously, and speaketh uprightly; he that despiseth the gain of oppressions, that shaketh his hands from holding of bribes, that stoppeth his ears from hearing of blood, and shutteth his eyes from seeing evil; he shall dwell on high: his place of defence shall be the munitions of rocks: bread shall be given him; his waters shall be sure.-Isaiah, xxxiii. 15, 16.

Give us this day our daily bread.-Matthew, vi. 11.

The bread of God is he which cometh down from heaven, and giveth life unto the world.-John, vi. 33.

.O KING of earth, and air, and sea!
The hungry ravens cry to thee;
To thee the scaly tribes that sweep
The bosom of the boundless deep.

Thy bounteous hand with food can bless
The bleak and lonely wilderness;
And thou hast taught us, Lord, to pray
For daily bread from day to day.

And O, when through the wilds we roam,
That part us from our heavenly home;
When lost in danger, want, and woe,
Our faithless tears begin to flow;
Do thou thy gracious comfort give,
By which alone the soul may live;
And grant thy servants, Lord, we pray,
The bread of life, from day to day.

Bread of Heaven! on thee I feed,
For thy flesh is meat indeed.
Ever may my soul be fed

With this true and living bread;

Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the life of Him who died.

Heber.

Conder.

"Give us our daily bread," and was that prayer
Unanswered from high Heav'n's eternal dome?
No, poor man, no!-its music entered there,
And blessings dropp'd upon our earthly home:
Let thy sad eye look round thee everywhere,
When the rich showers or golden sunbeams come,
And plenty greets thee from the teeming sod—
The fruit that blossoms from the hand of God?
"Give us our daily bread;" Heaven whispers, "Yes."
"Give us our daily bread;" Earth mutters, "No,"
And mocks the weepings of her sons' distress:
Bright hours of change are coming, sure though slow,
When pride, and want, and error shall be less,
And more of Heaven be registered below:
Even now the half of Slavery's flag is furled,
And Thought's free sunshine circles the wide world.
Burrington.

Kill not the flower that feeds the useful bee,
For more than beauteous is that sweet flower's blush;
'Tis toil's reward that sweetens industry,

As love inspires with strength th' enraptured thrush. To fall'n humanity our Father said,

That food and bliss should not be found unsought: That man should labour for his daily bread;

But not that man should toil and sweat for nought. Not that the best should live a living death,

To give the worst a beastly sense of life;
And waste in servitude their fleeting breath,
Weeping with care and want a hopeless strife.
E. Elliott.

Father in heaven! thy sacred name
In hallowed strains be sung!

Thy kingdom spread o'er all the earth;
Thy praise fill every tongue.

By happy spirits round thy throne,
As thy commands are done;

So be thy perfect will obeyed
By all beneath the sun.

Our numerous wants are known to thee,

Who canst alone supply;

O grant each day our daily bread,

Nor other good deny.

Hancox.

BREAK-BREAKING.

OUR heart is not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way; though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.-Psalm xliv. 18, 19.

The Lord doth build up Jerusalem; he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.

He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.— Psalm cxlvii. 2, 3.

The Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound. -Isaiah, Ixi. 1.

A bruised reed shall he not break.-Isaiah, xlii. 3.

For circumcision verily profiteth, if thou keep the law: but if thou be a breaker of the law, thy circumcision is made uncircumcision.— Romans, ii. 25.

O MANY

Have broke their backs with laying manors on 'em For this great journey.

Virtues like these

Shakspere.

Make human nature shine, reform the soul,
And break our fierce barbarians into men.

Unhappy man, to break the pious laws

Addison.

Of nature, pleading in his children's cause.-Dryden.

Almighty Power, by whose most wise command,
Helpless, forlorn, uncertain, here I stand;
Take this faint glimmering of thyself away,
And break into my soul with perfect day!

Arbuthnot.

See Heaven its sparkling portals wide display,
And break upon thee in a flood of day.

Not streaming blood, nor purging fire,
Thy righteous anger can appease;
Burnt-offerings thou dost not require,
Or gladly I would render these.
The broken heart in sacrifice,

Alone may thine acceptance meet;
My heart, O God, do not despise,
Broken and contrite, at thy feet.

Pope.

J. Montgomery.

BREATH-BREATHING.

By the blast of God they perish, and by the breath of his nostrils are they consumed.-Job, iv. 9.

Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.-Psalm civ. 29.

Behold, the name of the Lord cometh from far, burning with his anger, and the burden thereof is heavy: his lips are full of indignation, and his tongue as a devouring fire.

And his breath, as an overflowing stream, shall reach to the midst of the neck.-Isaiah, xxx. 27, 28.

Thou hast heard my voice: hide not thine ear at my breathing, at my cry.-Lamentations, iii. 56.

SINCE I in storms most used to be,
And seldom yielded flowers,

How shall I get a wreath for thee
From those rude barren hours?
The softer dressings of the spring,
Or summer's later store,

I will not for thy temples bring,
Which thorns, not roses wore:
But a twined wreath of grief and praise,
Praise soiled with tears, and tears again
Shining with joy, like dewy days,

This day I bring for all thy pain,
Thy causeless pain; and as sad death,
Which sadness breeds in the most vain,
O not in vain! now beg thy breath,

Thy quick'ning breath, which gladly bears
Through saddest clouds to that glad place
Where cloudless quires sing without tears,
Sing thy just praise, and see thy face.

Henry Vaughan.

As those we love decay, we die in part,
String after string is severed from the heart;
Till loosened life, at last, but breathing clay,
Without one pang is glad to fall away.
Unhappy he who latest feels the blow,

Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend, laid low,
Dragged lingering on, from partial death to death,
Till, dying, all he can resign is breath.

Thomson.