ᎻᎬᎪᎡᎢ . THE hypocrites in heart heap up wrath.-Job, xxxvi. 13. The heart knoweth his own bitterness; and a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy.--Proverbs, xiv. 10. The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?--Jeremiah, xvii. 9. A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I will give you an heart of flesh.--Ezekiel, xxxvi. 26. Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.--Matthew, v. 8. A good man, out of the good treasure of his heart, bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man, out of the evil treasure of bis heart, bringeth forth that which is evil: for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh.-Luke, vi. 45. Hope maketh not ashamed, because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost, which is given unto us.--Romans, v. 5. With the heart man believeth unto righteousness.--Romans, x. 10. That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith.--Ephesians, iii. 17. I CARE not, so my kernel relish well, So now the soul's sublimed, her sour desires Quarles. Young. Heaven's Sovereign saves all beings but Himself Wash, Lord, and purify my heart, Young. Thomas Ellwood. A temple of the Holy Ghost, and yet And yet the common haunt of anger, pride, Pollok. Consider well. The heart is a deceiver, E'en while thy will was partner in the crime. Schiller, Thou too, my heart, whom He, and He alone, Christopher Smart. Walk in the light! and sin, abhorred, The blood of Jesus Christ, the Lord, Walk in the light! and thou shalt find Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, Bernard Barton. All our actions take Their hues from the complexion of the heart, As landscapes their variety from light. William Thompson Bacon. Would'st thou the life of souls discern? Helps thee by aught beside to learn; Keble. HEAVEN-HEAVENS. THE heavens declare the glory of God.--Psalm xix. 1. All the host of heaven shall be dissolved, and the heavens shall be rolled together as a scroll: and all their host shall fall down, as the leaf falleth off from the vine, and as a falling fig from the fig tree. --Isaiah, xxxiv. 4. Lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal: For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also --Matthew, vi. 20, 21. For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.--II. Corinthians, v. 1. An inheritance incorruptible and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven.--I. Peter, i, 4. We, according to His promise, look for new heavens and a new earth, wherein dwelleth righteousness.--II. Peter, iii. 13. IN having all things, and not Thee, what have I? Shall we serve heaven With less respect than we do minister Quarles. Shakspere. Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Rich in thy seven-fold energy! Thou strength of his Almighty hand, Whose power does heaven and earth command. Inquirer cease, petitions yet remain, Dryden. Which heaven may hear, nor deem religion vain. Still raise for good the supplicated voice, Heaven's the perfection of all that can ** U Shirley. Heav'n is a great way off, and I shall be Though my poor soul get thither upon crutches. I sat, one day, upon a stone, Three precious jewels I require To satisfy my heart's desire: The first is honour, bright and clear; I saw that it was vain to pine Shirley. For these three pearls in one small shrine; For honour, wealth, and heavenly grace, Gostick, from Walter Von Der Vogelweide. As through the artist's intervening glass A little we discover, but allow That more remains unseen than art can show: High as we may we lift our reason up, Dawnings of beams, and promises of day. Heaven's fuller effluence mocks our dazzled sight; Prior. Friends, even in Heaven, one happiness would miss, Should they not know each other when in bliss. Bishop Ken. All hail! all hail! resplendent vault, so wondrously display'd, Abyss, where the Eternal's hand the scattered scene array'd; He gave them light; His mighty hand suspended them alone; And ever from the chilling north, to India's sultry zone, In every region of the west, and isle of southern sea, All raise, Oh! glorious firmament, their suppliant glance to thee! Vast sea of air, with countless gems, I love on thee to gaze! Oh empyreal space! Oh stars! I love your softened rays; Mysterious torches; ye have made the universe so bright! Yet from this temple far above, ye bring your borrowed light; What rapture fills thy spirit, borne on contemplation's wing, What charms, oh, beauteous canopy! thy varied aspects bring. From the French of Anna H. P Le Chatelain This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given; There's nothing true but heaven. And false the light on glory's plume, And love, and hope, and beauty's bloom, Moore. |