So angels, doubtless, God's deep works explore,

In thought majestic, their bright spirits

soar,

Discover, praise, and wonder, and adore.

Meekness and gentleness his life adorned: He fell; and many a holy spirit mourned; He liv'd, and pointed wanderers to the skies,

He died, and realis'd the heavenly prize. He tried the grief-struck bosom to alloy, And shed o'er earthly gloom celestial joy. He died! He LIVES-in mansions high and fair;

Those whom he comforted are with him

there.

Oh! what a crown for that high world of [night!

light,

Are souls recovered from the world of

Well may each Christian minister rejoice With angels at a penitential voice,

And thank their Lord and Master, who hath given

Spirits their recompence, co-heirs of hea

ven.

Now while we thus conmemorate his name, May our hearts catch his pure and heavenly flame;

Think as he thought, and strive to be the

same.

There fair and tributary flowers we strew, Bright children of the sun, and summer dew;

They soon will fade; but those upon his page

Will please, amuse, instruct, from age to

age,

And oftimes lead full age and early youth, By beauteous lure, to seek the path of truth;

HERVEY! Our lives, like thine,unspotted be, And in our deaths may we be found with thee!

LINES

ADDRESSED TO HIS MOTHER BY A YOUTH AGED FOURTEEN YEARS.

HAIL, Mother! most endearing name,
Lov'd much by all, but most by me;
My constant gratitude you claim,

Who rear'd me at your fost'ring knee.

Erst when I breath'd the vital air,
Unable e'en my limbs to guide;

My infancy became thy care,

Which fondly all my wants supplied.

When sleep my helpless frame oppress'd,
Clasp'd in maternal arms I lay,
Reclin'd my head upon thy breast,

And sweetly doz'd my hours away.

Nor was thy only care confin'd
To this frail tenement of earth;
"Twas you inform'd my infant mind
Of Him, who gave all nature birth.

O may you find as on you go,

The wells with living waters fill'd; Fed by those constant streams that flow From Christ,the Rock on which we build.

And when the beating pulse shall cease,
To animate thy fragile clay;

O may thine eyes be closed in peace,
Then wake to life in endless day!

B. H. K.

CHRISTMAS.

BY J. MONTGOMERY, ESQ.

"A CHILD is born!"-his birth proclaim; "A Son is given !"-declare his name;

Messiah, from the fall foretold,

The Deity in earthly mould!

---That mould, from which God's image lost

In Eden, at so dear a cost,

The new creation shall restore,

And guilt efface its lines no more.

Hail to his rising from afar !

He is the "Bright and Morning Star!"
His healing beams, ye nations! bless ;
He is the "Sun of Righteousness;"
To"

'save his people from their sins,"
Jesus his suffering life begins;
Ere long, as "Christ our Sacrifice,"
"The Holy and the Just One" dies!

Again his glorious name record:
As "David's Son and David's Lord,"
He mounts the mediatorial throne;
Proclaim earth's kingdoms for his own.
Him every one again shall see,
Descend in power and majesty,

His ransom'd in the clouds to meet,
And put all foes beneath his feet.