Where shall I see Him? How describe

The Dread, Eternal One?

His foot-prints are in every place,
Himself is found in none.

He called the world, and it arose ;
The heavens, and they appeared :
His hand poured forth the mighty deep;
His arm the mountains reared.

He sets His foot upon the hills,
And earth beneath Him quakes;

He walks upon the hurricane,
And in the thunder speaks.

I search the rounds of space and time, Nor find his semblance there:

Grandeur has nothing so sublime.

Nor beauty half so fair.

Yet all I am, or meet, proclaim

His wisdom, love, and power:

They shine from all yon rolling worlds: They bloom in every flower.

He is; He was ; He aye

shall be.

But how, my soul? and what? Where is He, say, ye works of His ?

Vain thought! where is He not?

Thou Omnipresent, dread Unknown,

Engage me evermore:

Enlarge my views, exalt my soul,

And help me to adore!

c 2

STABILITY.

THERE is a change in all below;
Nought sure beneath the sky:

Suns rise and set, tides ebb and flow,

And man but lives to die.

Our joys and sorrows, hopes and fears, Still course each other on :

A blessing in our path appears

No drop of honey, but a sting
Within it lies concealed;

No hour that passes, but its wing
Away some good has wheeled.

The joyous sun that lights to-day
But clouds to-morrow's sky:

The stars but shine to fall away;
The world but lives to die.

And let them pass-each earthly thing-
While, Lord, 'tis mine to stand

On Thy eternal word, and cling

To Thy almighty hand.

Though sun and moon should sink in gloom,

Thy promise ne'er declines :

Dissolving worlds but leave Thee room

To work Thy vast designs.

Linked to Thy truth I hold me up,

Though earth from 'neath me slide;

And take content whatever cup

Thy wisdom may provide.

Bitter or sweet, I little heed:

All, all is sweet to me,

While I my title clearly read To joys at last with Thee.