Fraught with celestial good, and all secure
From every ill. Secure, for round thee now
The walls of heaven's eternal city rise!
Her golden streets and gorgeous palaces
Thronged with glad millions, who nor day nor night
Hush the loud chorus of Redeeming Love-
Her stately towers and glittering domes and spires
Gleaming on high in heaven's eternal light;
And birds of Paradise, and fruits and flowers,
And trees immortal on the sunny banks

Of living waters-all are before thee, round thee,
All are thine; angels thy company; and God,
Father of all, adored of all, glory of all,
Even God is thine.

"I SHALL BE SATISFIED."

From the Congregationalist.

OT here! not here! not where the sparkling

NOT

waters

Fade into mocking sands as we draw near; Where in the wilderness each footstep falters— I shall be satisfied-but oh! not here.

Not here! where every dream of bliss deceives us,
Where the worn spirit never gains its goal:
Where, haunted ever by the thoughts that grieve us,
Across us floods of bitter memory roll.

There is a land where every pulse is thrilling

With rapture earth's sojourners may not know, Where Heaven's repose the weary heart is stilling And peacefully life's time-tossed currents flow.

Far out of sight, while yet the flesh infolds us,
Lies the fair country where our hearts abide,
And of its bliss is nought more wondrous told us,
Than these few words, "I shall be satisfied."

Satisfied! satisfied! The spirit's yearning

For sweet companionship with kindred mindsThe silent love that here meets no returningThe inspiration which no language finds

Shall they be satisfied? the soul's vague longing-
The aching void which nothing earthly fills?
O! what desires upon my soul are thronging
As I look upward to the heavenly hill.

Thither my weak and weary steps are tending-
Saviour and Lord! with Thy frail child abide!

Guide me toward home, where all my wanderings end

ing,

I then shall see Thee, and "be satisfied."

THE ETERNAL SMILE.

H

HENRY KIRK WHITE.

AIL! the heavenly scenes of peace,

Where all the storms of passions cease;

Wild life's dismaying struggle o'er,

The wearied spirit weeps no more,

But wears the eternal smile of joy
Attaining bliss without alloy!
Welcome, welcome, happy bowers,
Where no passing tempest lowers;

Where the azure heavens display
The everlasting beams of day;
Where the radiant seraph choirs
Pour their strain from golden lyres;

Where calm the spirit sinks to ease
Lulled by angelic symphonies!
O, then to think of meeting there
The friends whose grave received our tear!

The child long lost, the wife bereaved,
Back to the widowed arms received;
And all the joys which death did sever,
Given to us again forever!

O Lamb of God, by sorrow proved
The Friend of man, the Christ beloved,
To Thee this sweetest hope we owe
Which warms our shivering hearts below.

JUST BEYOND.

EARY life we live below;

WE

Shadows dim the sunlight so!
There's a Home of endless rest
Waiting for the ransomed blest,
Just beyond.

Desert thirst oppresses here,
Yearning for a better sphere;

There the crystal waters flow;
Precious "fulness" we shall know,
Just beyond.

Death will meet us here below;
Through "dark waters" we must go.

Soon our anguish will be o'er;
Jesus standeth on the shore,
Just beyond!

L

LIGHT AND LOVE.

ALICE CARY.

IGHT waits for us in heaven: Inspiring thought!
That when the darkness all is overpast,

The beauty which the Lamb of God has bought
Shall flow about our savéd souls at last,
And wrap them from all night-time and all woe:
The Spirit and the Word assure us so.

Love lives for us in heaven; Oh, not so sweet

Is the May dew which the mountain flowers inclose, Nor golden raining of the winnowed wheat,

Nor blushing out of the brown earth, of rose,
Or whitest lily, as, beyond time's wars,
The silvery raising of these two twin stars!

THI

THE LAND OF PEACE.

MARIANNE FARNINGHAM.

HERE breathes no sigh from those calm hearts in that abode of peace,

The home of all the happy, where the sorrow all shall

cease;

No harsh heart-breaking words are heard, for the lips are love-tinged there,

In the land of all the beautiful, the perfect, and the

fair.