"Thou simple lyre! thy music wild Has served to charm the weary hour,

Yet, oh my lyre! the busy crowd

Will little heed thy simple tones :

Them mightier minstrels harping loud
Engross;

No hand, thy diapason o'er,

Well-skilled, I throw with sweep sublime;

For me, no academic lore

Has taught the solemn strain to pour,

Or build the polished rhyme."

H. K. WHITE.

ADDENDA.

OUR LIFE.

"Our days on the earth are as a shadow."-1 CHRON. xxix. 15.

"All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field." -ISAIAH, xl. 6.

"For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appeareth for a little time and then vanisheth away."- ST. JAMES, iv. 14.

OUR Life is but a vapor, for a time
Appearing, and then vanishing away;
A flower, that soon upstarteth to its prime,
Shineth, and withereth, in one short day.
Our Life is nothing in eternity,

An only point in perfect plenitude,
A dream, compared with all reality,
A thought, that flasheth past, and doth elude
The mind itself, so transient is its light.
Life is a moment in time's hurried stay,
An hour that 's measured, in the ceaseless flight
Of years, that have no spring and no decay.
Yet Life, so fleeting, holds within its span,
An endless life of joy or endless woe.
Oh God of life! give life to dying man,

Give us the living joys that from thy presence flow.

THE FAREWELL OF REPENTANCE.

LINES SUGGESTED BY THE FOLLOWING REMARK OF ROWLAND HILL, (LIFE BY SIDNEY.)

"If I may be permitted to drop one tear, as I enter the portals of the city of my God, it will be at taking an eternal leave of that beloved and profitable companion, Repentance."

"And GoD shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away."-REV. xxi. 4.

My fight of faith is fought,*

My course is finished now;

The righteous crown, which Jesus bought,

Is waiting for my brow.

My toil is done,

My triumph won;

The pearled portals flashing bright,†

The holy city's towering height,

And God's grand throne of glorious light,

My raptured soul to bliss invite ;

My fight is fought!

My life, safe hid, I see,

In GOD, with CHRIST my Head,+

* 2 Tim. iv. 7, 8. "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith; henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the LORD, the righteous Judge, shall give me at that day and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing."

† Rev. xxi. 21.

Col. iii. 3. "For ye are dead, and your life is hid (kept in perfect security) with CHRIST in GOD."

My crown, henceforth laid up for me

Until that day of dread.

No finite arm

My crown can harm;

Oh, when that judgment day shall come,
The worlds all wrapt in shrouding gloom,
While sinners wail their woful doom,
My soul shall rest in heaven, my home;
My crown I see!

Once from my Heavenly King
I strayed in sin and shame,
A weary, worn, and wretched thing,*
Till kind Repentance came.

Through dreary years,

He saw my tears,

And drew me, with love's magic cord, †

Back to my gracious King adored;
Oh! sad indeed the parting word,

Save to be ever with the LORD, I

My Heavenly King!

"But ah! beloved friend,

Thy memory I will keep;

Thou 'st blessed me to my journey's end,
And my sad heart will weep,

* "A wandering, weary, worn, and wretched thing,
Scorched, and desolate, and blasted soul,

A gloomy wilderness of dying thought."-POLLOK.

+ Hosea xi. 6.

1 Thess. iv. 17.

Repentance dear,

One parting tear;

These everlasting portals shine,
With radiant beauty all divine;
Yet here, beloved companion mine,
This token of my love is thine;

Farewell, my friend!

"Is it a last farewell?

Eternal leave I take?

My yearning love this tear will tell,

"T is offered for thy sake;

Friend of my heart,

Here we must part!

I thought that thou from God wert given,* An angel watch, where guilt has striven, To soothe the anguished spirit riven; Wilt thou not ever enter heaven?

*

Sweet friend, farewell!"

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Jerusalem, the Bride,

The holy city, shone,

In heavenly light's expansive tide,
Like precious jasper stone; †

An angel guard

Held watch and ward

At twelve high gates, twelve pearls in all; Garnished with precious stones, and tall,

* 2 Tim. ii. 25.

+ Rev. xxi. 9-11.

Rev. xxi. 12, 21.