ers, whose delicacy would shrink from observation, but whose tenderness would be soothed by secret visits to the grave, and by holding converse there with their departed joys? Why all this unnatural restraint upon our sympathies and sorrows, which confines the visit to the grave to the only time in which it must be utterly useless; when the heart is bleeding with fresh anguish, and is too weak to feel, and too desolate to desire consolation? STORY. LESSON CLXII. DEATH AND SLEEP: A PARABLE. LINKED together like brothers, the angel of sleep and the angel of death walked through the earth. It was evening. They laid themselves down upon a hill not far from the abodes of men. A melancholy stillness reigned all around, and the evening bell in the distant hamlet had ceased to toll. In quietness and silence, as their manner is, the two beneficent genii of mankind sat in confiding embrace, and night was already drawing near. Then the angel of sleep arose from his mossy couch, and with gentle hand scattered the imperceptible seeds of slumber. The evening wind bore them away to the habitation of the weary peasant. And now, sweet sleep came over the occupants of the rural cottages, from the gray head, who goes on his staff, down to the infant in the cradle. Sickness forgot its pains, mourning its grief, penury its cares. The eyes of all were closed. After finishing his labor, the benevolent angel of sleep lay down again beside his brother. “When the morning blushes in the east,” he exclaimed with gladsome innocence, " men praise me as their friend and benefactor! O, what joy, to do good, unseen and in secret! How happy are we, the invisible ministers of the good spirit! How delightful our peaceful, quiet office!" Thus spake the friendly angel of sleep. The angel of death looked upon him in silent sorrowfulness, and a tear, such as immortals weep, stood in his large, dark eye. “Alas!” said he, “that I cannot, like you, congratulate myself on the joyful gratitude of men! The whole earth calls me its enemy, and the spoiler of its joys!" "O, my brother," replied the angel of sleep, "will not the good, in the resurrection, also recognize in thee a friend and benefactor, and gratefully bless thee? Are we not brethren, and ministers of one father?" Thus he spake, while the eye of the angel of death brightened up, and the fraternal genii embraced each other' still more tenderly. F. A. KRUMMACHER. LESSON CLXIII. THE FIRST WANDERER. CREATION'S HEIR! the first, the last, Faded and frail his glorious form, And changed his soul within, Unaided and alone on earth, He bade the heavens give ear; Alas! he knew them sent to keep Then, reckless, turned he to his own, And breathed rebuke and dread: This, spoke the lion's prowling roar, And not alone each sterner power Proclaimed just Heaven's decree, Alike said " Cursed for thee." Though mortal, doomed to many a length Sons rose around in pride and strength; 'T was heard, amid their hostile spears, Ask not the wanderer's after-fate, Still brier and thorn his life o'ergrow, While Care, and Pain, and Sorrow show The same dark secret-Sin. Miss M. J. JEWSBURY, LESSON CLXIV. PROPHETIC DESCRIPTION OF CHRIST. BEHOLD, my servant shall deal prudently, He shall be exalted and extolled, and be very high. (His visage was so marred more than any man, So shall he sprinkle many nations; The kings shall shut their mouths at him : Who hath believed our report? And to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed? For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, And as a root out of dry ground: He hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, There is no beauty that we should desire him. He is despised and rejected of men; A man of sorrows and acquainted with grief: Surely, he hath borne our griefs, Yet we did esteem him stricken, Smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, The chastisement of our peace was upon him, All we, like sheep, have gone astray; We have turned, every one to his own way; He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, Yet he opened not his mouth: He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, And as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, He was taken from prison and from judgment, For he was cut off out of the land of the living: Though he had done no violence, When thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, And made intercession for the transgressors. ISAIAH. LESSON CLXV.. TRIUMPH OF THE GOSPEL. ARISE! shine! for thy light is come, And the Glory of the Lord is risen upon thee. But the Lord shall arise upon thee, And his glory shall be seen upon thee. Lift up thine eyes round about, and see! All they gather themselves together, they come to thee: And thy daughters shall be nursed at thy side. Then thou shalt see, and flow together, And thine heart shall fear, and be enlarged; Because the abundance of the sea shall be converted unto thee, The forces of the Gentiles shall come unto thee. Who are these that fly as a cloud? Unto the name of the Lord thy God, And to the Holy One of Israel, because he hath glorified thee. And the sons of strangers shall build up thy walls, And their kings shall minister unto thee: For in my wrath I smote thee, But in my favor have I had mercy on thee. That men may bring unto thee the forces of the Gentiles, And that their kings may be brought. For the nation and kingdom, That will not serve thee, shall perish; Yea, those nations shall be utterly wasted. Thou shalt know, that I, the Lord, am thy Savior; And thy Redeemer the Mighty One of Jacob. |